This drawing was inspired
by another photo of Edward Curtis. Curtis' photo was entitled
"Hoop-on-the-forehead Crow". When I saw this photo
I was thinking of the words of another Crow, Chief Plenty Coups,
who is credited with the following saying:
"The ground on which
we stand is sacred ground. It is the dust and blood of our ancestors...
A few more passing suns will see us here no more, and our dust
and bones will mingle with the same prairies. I see as in a vision
the dying spark of our council fires, the ashes cold and white.
I see no longer the curling smoke rising from our lodge poles.
I hear no longer the songs of the women as they prepare the meal...
We are like birds with a broken wing. My heart is cold within
me. My eyes are growing dim - I am old." Chief Plenty
Coups - Crow