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In those days we spoke with life and thus knew beauty all around In our pottery and carvings, weavings and weapons, we brought forth the Creator. When animals spoke, it was to teach us valuable lessons. When the Clay Mother permitted women to gather her sacred earth, we were blessed |
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| -Nancy Woods | |||
The Flute Song, 13 x 10 |
Yellow Bull, 20 x 12 |
Crow Eagle, 20 x 12 |
Plains Warrior, 20 x 7.5 x 6.75 |
The Huron, 15 x 10 |