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Beautiful Things

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Sometimes Facebook can toss you a really great find. A friend commented on someone’s album, and I found an artist – Jean Albus – I just love.  Best of all, she’s from right over on the other side of Elbow Creek, where I grew up. Check out these photos:     What a contrast to more familiar western art, like this piece at the Buffalo Bill Museum in Cody! (I can’t link to it directly as they use flash, but you’ll find it in their online collection if you search for cowboy):         I could go on and on.  I love her work, because she’s from home.  And since Facebook befriending each other, I’ve discovered she’s like the women I like best – an honest, funny, cranky-like-I-am woman.  She’s undeniably western, but this western art is undeniably feminine....

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Archives and Expectations

Posted in Anxiety, Gender, History, Native America, Native American, Parenting, Western History | Comments Off on Archives and Expectations

When my oldest was nearly four, and I was getting used to having his brother around too, I used to worry. I know Big Guy so well, thought I. He’s so much like me. It’s like I understand everything about him. But this Boo-child…he’s different. He’s not so much like me. I don’t know how I’m going to understand him. He’s opaque to me. What do I do? Now Boo is four, and Big Guy is eight, and Big Guy is opaque to me. He won’t tell me about his day; he won’t tell me what he’s thinking. Not until he bursts into angry tears at some parental or fraternal injustice do I know what he’s feeling. And I’m 100% sure there are lots of other feelings in there I’m not allowed to know about. I haven’t a clue...

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