Word: sands
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...watercolors were copies of sacred "sand paintings" made by the Navajo Indians. Other races paint in sand (notably the Australian aborigines), but none ever raised the ancient art to such heights...
...with art as civilization knows it. They are not merely for art's sake, like most modern painting, nor are they done in a spirit of reverence, like early Greek and early Renaissance art; and they seldom vary with the individual artists-who are always medicine men. Navajo sand paintings are pure magic with one main purpose: to help heal the sick...
Like a doctor, the medicine man prescribes different ceremonials for different diseases. The ceremonials, lasting several days, are built around sacred chants and the making of sand pictures. The medicine man "paints" by trickling the pigments onto sand from his fist, with hairline precision; he lets the patient's family help out with the easy parts. Chanting ecstatically, the medicine man touches the pictured powers and then touches the patient, transferring a little of their strength to him. To be healed internally as well, the patient swallows a little of the painting in herb tea. Leaving a sand painting...
...Lobby. The watercolor copies shown at Colorado Springs were collected by the late John Frederick Huckel, son-in-law of Fred Harvey, the railroad restaurant man. Huckel got interested in sand paintings 26 years ago, when he was looking for an Indian motif to decorate a Harvey hotel lobby in Gallup, N.Mex. He asked a Navajo medicine man named Miguelito to put some on paper for him. Miguelito was hesitant, but after trying one and coming to no harm from the Powers, he and his fellow medicine men painted more...
...that clash with Parks' outfit. After a couple of deep technicolor breaths of the sky (blue) the trappings (scarlet) and the lochs (emerald) the picture settles down to conversation (colorless, but strongly accented). The time has come to stop looking and listen. Clan wars are futile, says the hero sand because his bonny one belongs to the other clan, the time has come to make up. Ellen Drew, the bonny one, flashes her eyes at him and aggravates her clansmen. They start to mutter and a wind comes...