I am drawn to anything native american. After seeing a few pictures of my ancestors I know why I am drawn to them. As I painted this watercolor I could just hear the rhythmic beat of drums. Imagine what it must be like to be a peculiar people with culture and traditions that have been passed down from generation to generation. This gathering was with the Native American Heritage Festival and it was such a privilege to observe. The feelings and images of that day will stay with me for a long time. Painted with MaimeriBlu paints on watercolor paper.
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