Native Americans Long Ago

02/04/2024

02/04/2024

OUR PEOPLE ARE NOT POOR.....THEY BEEN ROBBED....
I did some research on gold mining in the Black Hills (Khe Sapa).
There was approximately 31,207,892 ounces of gold taken from the Black Hills up to 1965. The value of gold has fluctuated over the years but today it’s valued at about $1,204.50 an ounce.
That equates to $37,589,905,914 (thirty-seven billion five hundred eighty-nine million nine hundred five thousand nine hundred fourteen dollars) worth of gold that was taken from the Black Hills by today’s market value. That’s also not counting gold that was taken after 1965. I bet it’s in the trillions.
Reminder: under the Fort Laramie treaty (and treaties are the supreme law of the land according to the U.S. Constitution), the Black Hills belong to the Oceti Sakowin (Great Sioux Nation) and the Supreme Court of the United States held in U.S. vs. Sioux Nation of Indians that the theft of the Black Hills from the Oceti Sakowin was a wrongful taking without just compensation.
I never want to hear another person question why our reservations are so poor again. Poverty was absolutely imposed upon us. Another realization- this theft likely propped up the U.S. economy for decades.
pic: Blackfoot Couple..

02/02/2024

Members of the Yellow Salt family outside their hogan in Coconino County, Arizona - Navajo - 1948..

02/01/2024

Navajo family - circa 1895

02/01/2024

Members of the Yellow Salt family finished up their outdoor chores and start the fire for their evening meal in Coconino County, Arizona - Navajo - 1948
Note: Naatsisʼáán or Navajo Mountain can be seen in the background to the north, in San Juan County, Utah....

01/31/2024

Lucy Nicolar was born June 22, 1882, on Indian Island, Maine, the daughter of Joseph Nicolar and Elizabeth Joseph. Every summer, her family traveled to the resort town of Kennebunkport to sell baskets. Lucy and her sister performed in Indian dress for the tourists. In her late teens she started performing at public events such as sportsman’s shows.
During those performances, she came to the attention of a Harvard administrator who hired her as his assistant. He took her into his household and gave her musical and educational opportunities in Boston and New York. In 1905, she married a doctor and moved to Washington, D.C. Eight years later they divorced, and Lucy moved to Chicago to study music.
Lucy Nicolar also toured as part of the Redpath Chatauqua Bureau, then the Keith vaudeville circuit. She married a lawyer who became her manager. He took all her money and fled to Mexico after the stock market crashed in 1929.
When vaudeville died, she returned to the Penobscot Indian Island Reservation with her husband Bruce Poolaw, a Kiowa entertainer from Oklahoma. They opened a gift shop — a teepee 24 feet in diameter — called it Poolaw’s Indian TeePee and sold traditional Indian crafts. They also continued to entertain locally.
Lucy and her sister Florence campaigned to improve life for their people on the reservation,. Their land stretched along the Penobscot River from Indian Island near Old Town to East Millinocket.
The sisters raised the educational standards for Penobscot children by gaining access to the public schools. And they persuaded the state to build a bridge to the island.
liberty-pole-old-town
Postcard of Indian Island before the bridge
Lucy and Florence also demanded the right to vote for their people. When the state extended suffrage to the Penobscots in 1955, Lucy Nicolar cast the first ballot.
The Old Town Enterprise reported “The princess has done much for the uplift of her people during her public career, both locally and nationally.”
Lucy Nicolar died at Indian Island on March 27, 1969, at the age of 87....

01/31/2024

Quapaw family in Ottawa County, Oklahoma - taken sometime before the death of Mrs. Minnie (Coldspring) Red Eagle in 1914
*Standing in back L-R: John Doane Red Eagle, Josephine Sophia Red Eagle, and LeRoy Red Eagle.
*Seat in front L-R: Mrs. Minnie (Coldspring) Red Eagle and her husband, George Red Eagle..

01/31/2024

Sasakiu and his family in front of their lodge, in camp on Sarcee Reserve No. 145, near Calgary in southern Alberta - Sarcee - 1885..

01/29/2024

A PARENTS WORST NIGHTMARE./. !
Losing a child and having to bury them. A man lost his son and couldn’t bare the thought of living without him. He was suffering and couldn’t believe his son was gone. He cried and cried every day and night, missing his son, wishing things were different.
He couldn’t sleep and hadn’t slept in a long time. One night an old medicine man came to him in a dream and told him “Enough!! That’s enough crying!!” The dad told him “I cannot stop, I am never going to see him again!” The old Medicine man said, “Do you want to see him again?” The dad says “yes of course” the old medicine man takes him to the entrance of happy hunting ground where he sees many little beautiful children, so happy and innocent, carrying eagle feathers into the happy hunting grounds, smiling and laughing and just so beautiful. The dad asks “where is my son? Who are these kids?” The old medicine man said “these are the children that are called home early, they are innocent and loved and they go right through to the happy hunting grounds, so happy” the dad says “and my son? Where is he? Why isn’t he with these children?” The old medicine man said, “come this way” and guided him to the side of entrance. A small boy with a beautiful smile was standing there watching all the children enter the happy hunting grounds. He was standing there within reach of an eagle's feather. His dad grabbed him and hugged him, and the boy kissed his dads' cheeks and told him he missed him. The dad said “why don't you have a eagles feather like the other kids? Why are you waiting here at the entrance?”
The boy said “I keep trying to get the eagle feather Daddy, but your tears pull it out of reach. I see you are so sad, and I am tied to that feeling so I wait here until you’re ok” the dad burst out crying for the last time, he told his son, “Get that eagle feather and go, I will be ok, and I know you will be too”
- Don't cry too long for that loved one you lost, whether son, daughter, husband, mother or father!! Let them rest in peace, don't torment your life, because they won't come back, have faith that you will be together again, and that Creator makes us a beautiful home with all our loved ones when we leave this world.

01/29/2024

Origin, digital painting.
The work is influenced by a wide array of myths and legends, many from Native American cultures, that describe how the raven (or crow) was originally white. Most Native American stories portray crows/ravens as helping humans in one way or another, and in these stories their helpful actions are what causes their feather to turn black. Here the raven holds a pocket watch without hands to represent a time before time./..

01/28/2024

This picture is amazing

01/28/2024

Each line on a Native Americans face is a badge of honor, every line holds sacred knowledge from their experiences in this life. Like the tree that has lines in their inner trunk for every year it has existed and holds the knowledge of all those years, so does these lines show the knowledge amassed in these faces. For honor and respect were shown to these elders, and the more lines meant more knowledge to share. For these Elders usually had the last word for the most important decisions for the well being of their Nation. These lines had just as much stature as Eagle feathers collected and they were shown proudly. We did not see beauty as young appearance but saw beauty and gave reverance to these lines..

01/27/2024

Native beauty...

01/27/2024

Majestic Native American Beauty. Irene Bedard was born on July 22, 1967 in Anchorage, Alaska and is of Inupiat, Inuit and Métis Ancestry.../
P/s: Internet

01/27/2024

Native American woman./...

01/26/2024

Alfredo RODRIGUEZ ✿
A member of the American Indian and Cowboy Artists Association, Alfredo Rodriguez established a studio in Corona, California. His rich and vivid colors depict scenes of the inhabitants of the American West: Indians, Mountain Men, Cowboys, nestled in the mountains, deserts, and Indian villages. Painting has always been a part of Alfredo Rodriguez' life. He was born in 1954 in the small Mexican town of Tepic, Nayarit which is located in the heart of Mexico and very close to the Huichole Indian reservation. He was born and raised into a family of nine children, and the first gift he can recall was a gift of watercolors from his mother. Some of his earliest memories are of illustrating classroom assignments and painting portraits of family members, he used his talent to supplement his family's income needs. In 1968, an American art dealer discovered Alfredo's art and commissioned him to paint American Indians. The paintings were highly successful and in 1973 Alfredo moved to America. He has been painting American Indians and Mountain Men ever since. Alfredo considers himself a traditional artist and describes his style of painting as Classical Realism with a bit of Impressionism. Now living in California and winning awards from several of the most prestigious organizations, Rodriguez' work is also included in the books "Western painting Today" by Royal B. Hassick and "Contemporary Western Artist" by Peggy and Harold Samuels. Alfredo also has been featured in magazines such as "Art of the West," "Informart," "Western Horseman" and "International Fine Art Collector." Alfredo lives with his wife Cheryl and three daughters in Corona, California....