copyright vanessa briggs 2009.

All I can think about is tearing open my torso, getting my lungs out and drying them up to feed some dogs.

Mickey Stickman, first chief of Nulato Tribal Council visiting with Simeon Mountain
at Pike Market, Seattle.

Pallas by Matika Wilbur.

Dreamt I had shaved my head.
I was kneeling and with a tiny object, I scraped and tapped on my skull and the sound came out as a beautiful piece of music.
A huge public was listening quietly.

Dreamt Pete M. was whispering to me prayers and songs in Athabaskan.
Lots of light pouring through the ear.

back, half-back from the most beautiful village on earth.
, as says Paul.
just back from Nulato, Alaska, where I was for the memorial
of Josephine Mountain, mother of my friend Paul Mountain by whom I was invited.

These pictures are not sale. No reproduction authorized.

These pictures are not sale.No reproduction authorized.

leaving for Nulato, Alaska.

with a bag full of carrots, celery, other vegetables, lemons, oranges, and two pineapples (thanks to Eric for the idea of the pineapples).