The idea for this and another painting came from a dream I had of a woman with feathers on her arms. I thought of it as a female kachina but neither painting came out quite that way.
In this one, the woman has opened herself to what is in the past, her people, those who have gone on. Some are dancing behind her as others come to the gathering.
In this one, the woman has opened herself to what is in the past, her people, those who have gone on. Some are dancing behind her as others come to the gathering.
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