Native American Indian Pictures and History: art

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Friday, April 23, 2021

Osage Indian Tribe Art Photo Gallery

Osage Indian Tribal Symbol

OSAGE ( Wa-zha-zhe) spider was the tribal symbol, It represented strength.

Osage tribal sash dating to the late 1800s

Osage Indian shield

Thursday, February 11, 2021

Arapaho Indians Overlooking the Village Colorized Photo

Colorized print of Arapaho Indian warriors overlooking the tipis in the village.

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

The Iroquois Indians in Paintings

Painting of two Iroquois warriors

Artisitic rendition of Chief Logan of the Iroquois Tribe

Artistic paintings of two Iroquois Indian warriors

Iroquois couple/ Pocahontas? Not sure of the subject matter on this painting, but believed to be Iroquois. Beautiful art work.

Monday, June 8, 2020

Paintings of the Blackfoot Indians

Painting of a Blackfoot Indian Boy Color photos of the Blackfeet Indians Native American Indian Pictures and History: Photo Gallery of the Blackfeet/ Blackfoot Indian Tipis and Camps (nativeamericanindianpicturess.blogspot.com)

Painting of A Blackfoot Indian warrior

Painting of the Blackfoot Indian called Big Bull

Painting of the Blackfoot (Blackfeet) Indian Morning Bird

Painting of a Blackfoot Indian woman called Mountian Flower

Painting of a Blackfoot Indian from Glacial National Park

Painting of a Blackfoot (Blackfeet) Indian woman called Long Time Pipe Woman

Painting (art) of a Blackfoot (Blackfeet) Indian woman

Painting of a Blackfoot Indian

Painting of a Blackfoot Indian (Blackfeet Indian)

Blackfoot Indian art

Blackfoot Indians (Blackfeet Indians) man called Little Dog art painting

Painting called Gold Woman of the Blackfoot (Blackfeet Indian) tribe

Apache Indian Woman in flowers in this Colorized Photograph

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Native American Art of an Indian Maiden

Native American Indian Maiden-Art

Beautiful portrait of an Indian maiden

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Native American Art - Plains Indians: Skirting the Sky-Line

Native American Art - Skirting the Sky Line

Native American Art - Plains Indians: Skirting the Sky-Line

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Native American Art - Swirl of the Warriors

The Swirl of the Warriors

“The greatest event in my life, leaving behind the story that I have told, is to be found at the time the Indians received allotments of land, and were given a home so they could not roam around; and above all, the time when I found religion and became a Christian. I was baptized and confirmed in the Episcopal Church. I married my wife under the holy bonds of matrimony, and am trying to live an upright life. In the roaming life, I fought, I took many scalps, and killed many Indians. Now, put alongside of that the fact that I live in my own home, own my land, have my own family, and am a church member. I like the last life better than the first. In the former life while we lived to ourselves, we were always fighting; in the life now we have peace. The one thing now that is killing me off is our mode
of life. There is too much confinement; instead of fighting the enemy, I am fighting disease. The white people know about everything, but if they can kill that foul disease, consumption, I shall feel very thankful. As I told you before, I think of the buffalo time, the meat, and the hides, and the desire for it seems almost like a disease, and this is especially true with the old men.”

When asked about his belief concerning the Indian's hereafter, before he became a Christian, he replied: “There was no definite Supreme Being that we believed in. There were a great many gods that we had faith in. I prayed to my own god; then we all heard that after we died we would meet in some good country where we would all be happy. No matter if we had lots of gods, we would all meet in that country. Now, while I cannot read the Bible, nor can I understand the Bible, yet we have preachers in our own language and they tell us that there is one God, and also His Holy Son, and we shall all meet in heaven, and I believe in that. A great many of the Sioux are followers like I am, but like a great many other people, there are many who do one thing and feel another. In the old days the sun was my god, the sun was my fathef's god, and I then thought the sun was my father and the earth was my mother. I sang and danced to the sun; I have my breast and arms tattooed with the sun,] and I pierced my body through offering sacrifices to the sun. Now I look back upon those old Indian customs as foolishness. It is like a man coming out of darkness into light. I was then in the dark; I am now going into the valley of light, learning every day.”