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I am missing.. The insects. Are we Next?

The bee

Do you remember the time not so long ago when you seriously considered installing a “bug shield” on your car since every drive ended with a windshield smeared with insects you met on the highway? Right now, the sky is clear, and even on the most extended trip, multiple hours spent on the road do not produce the same result. The long-time effort of Monsanto to pollute our environment has final effects. I am missing the bugs, Their night swirl around my headlights, The heart-stopping sound when the big one meets the windshield. Oh, I wish I drove slower. Now they are gone. Hardly anything is swimming in the air along my long trip on the highway. Even the mosquitos are missing from the morning scroll among the trees of a nearby forest preserve. What next? Who is next? As the remainder, I created a Bee as a paper pop-up in honor of our gone but not recognized insects/friends. What should I do next? Long lost, from my view, a Grasshopper? Pop-up paper monument? In a Coffin? Are we next?

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Allen and Patty Eckman Paper Sculptures

Among the unusual and beautiful Allen and Patty Eckman paper art is in one of the top places.

I was looking for some small sculptures, examples of western art. I stumbled on a striking image showing an Indian boy.

A long time ago,I became a wannabe in this western art field, trying to promote glass Christmas ornaments with western subjects.

  • I was able to sell only glass “Prairie schooners”, Cowboys and their maidens and Stagecoaches, but never any Indian subjects.  
  • Later on, I realized that the reason is well embedded in the American psyche.
  • The deep wounds are still dividing society, more than 100 years after the carnage.
  • It makes native inhabitants unable to accept anything from outside as part of the still-ongoing invasion and, on the other hand, deep denial of the historical facts, denial of the facts of the real and brutal history, and inability to reconcile.

As a naive newcomer, I never realized the deep scars of the American psyche trying to promote a naive propagandistic view of US history.

Authentic art from both sides is the only acceptable line of communication. That’s why we buy Indian jewelry on the side of a highway in Arizona or pottery in South Dakota and that is why I am searching for authentic western art.

It brings certain unspoken truths. If you have a minute, I think you should take a look at their website: https://eckmanfineart.com