Friday, March 15, 2013


"The majority of Human forms discovered in prehistoric sites or in rivers, streams and beaches were in past prehistory carved for the use of toys, dolls and ornaments for utility items within the household.  On a rare occasion, a Human form would be an Amulet both for a single household or for the entire village. Amulets are endowed with a certain power applied to it's motif and by the Shaman whom had sculpted it and given to ceremony for the purpose of benevolent protection. This particular Amulet is evident of its use due to it's skeletal motif suggesting a link to the 'spiritual' realm in a vision that a Shaman would present. Also that this Amulet is female suggest that it is a nurturing image that relates to a very serious intention of protection of not just for the village offspring but to the entire village as a whole. (Kotzebue region, Woolly Mammoth ivory, 800 to 1500 years in age, discovered, out of situ, lying on a beach in Escholtz Bay on private property)."

Thursday, March 14, 2013

"Buried for centuries, perhaps lost in the high grasses in a late archaic village or cached on a ridge overlook, as was so typical of ancient hunters. Cached blades were always available as replacement blades and the hunters always made a memory of their location, in this case a knife blade exhibiting resharpening to maintain it's edge.  This blade was hafted to a handle, most commonly, a split and laced wood slats, bone and antler, as this Dalton Meserve knife with it's 'fluted base' to provide thinning for easy attachment to the handle. This blade no doubt had dressed many post Ice Age animals with it's double edge, and what remians a mystery is how it became lost and never found, until it surfaced in a farmer's field, washed clean by early summer rains."

Monday, March 11, 2013






"We lived among them, knew them most intimately, followed them for tens of thousands of years and all these memories for now inaccessible until we can have an ability to scroll in time.  Woolly Mammoths, have been directly involved in our survival for longer than any recorded historic existence. It is very uncommon for people in a past life memory journey to include these times in such a distant history. Thousands stacked upon hundreds of thousands of stories were lost to our ancient ancestors of associations with Mammoths, some most definitely benevolent, even religious in nature, perhaps even raising young orphaned Mammoths to adulthood, and use logic and historic references in corroboration with archaeological findings, yet there is no doubt of the many unlimited stories remaining in the lost Ice Age."
"It had all began in the mid-sixties when I discovered that I could find artifacts in rivers, streams, plowed fields after rains and even along construction sites in Iowa.  I ventured out after school mostly on foot in those days as a bike was not in my possession, but after an hours walk, I would arrive near the Des Moines river to some farmer's field and began to walk the plowed furrows cleaned from a few spring rains. When the fields no longer offered me a chance, any longer due to crops concealing the ground, I headed for any stream or the gravel bars on the river. I had discovered agates (Agates that were deposited by Ice Age terminal moraines scraped out in the area around Lake Superior and even Montana dendritic specimens with a myriad of vertebrate and invertebrate fossils as well. It was then my passion, and other interests alluded me except my artwork that also assisted me in my living for the remainder of my life, even now. 'This photo is of a 3/4 groove small axe 'four and a quarter inches long,' sculpted by ancient hunters in the Des Moines river valley 'Woodland Culture' in very nice condition.  I actually began to purchase as many artifacts from farmers as I could to acquire funds to travel around Iowa in many buying trips and sold many artifacts to collectors in Des Moines, I never wanted to hold any job and continue to just follow my passion."

Sunday, March 10, 2013

"Beach Combing, walking along some beach in some very remote area in the Arctic, seeing only tracks where I have been, as any different tracks are from the waves leaving their signatures in the sand. A fresh water stream finds it's way to the beach, colored with tannic acid of decaying peat moss from the tundra.  A sleeping Sea Gull on a dune sheltered by bunch grass, eyes opening and closing as an Arctic Tern makes the wind it's slave. Walking on, over the little streams, over the small driftwood piles from the Yukon river or maybe the Kobuk and dead starfish, I am swaying now a bit and reach for my filter bottle and drink.  Even now as I look behind and see that my tracks are gone from layers of waves telling me I am alone again without them. I make new ones that last for a little longer as I move up to the crest of a beach, into the banks where ground squirrels chirp in protest. I remember a walrus ivory doll as a scientist would name it, but then in a very certain reality, it is Amulet, non-Human in construct, perhaps a 'Pleiadian' record of times lost to any memory, yet, serves me as companion as it has thousands of years in the distance, one like it around my neck, a reminder that living in the cities of the multitudes offers gray colors, darkness with shades of despair of those locked in prisons of their concepts of alluded successes, complex and incurable."

Thursday, March 7, 2013

"Arctic Alaskan beaches are taking a severe beating from erosion and some areas are indeed taking a much greater level of wave action from the sea and from thermal thawing of the permafrost that holds the ancient 'frozen and buried' villages intact.  It will be a most interesting study regarding the impact imposed on these areas and to observe areas I have been to a number of years ago compared to the more recent changes.  The village of Shismarif has been damaged to such an extent that it is now being considered for relocation.  This village was built traditionally upon an existing ancient site that is also under the same impact of being washed into the sea. Shismarif is situated on a 'spit' of gravel and sand that has, for generations, maintained it's tenacity with the Bering Sea in good shape, but as recent evidence has shown, it has lost it's stability as perhaps the changes of currents, permafrost thawing and increased storm activity from the west that is directly impacting this beach, or probably all three."
"Not a day ends, that I have not uncovered a section of Woolly Mammoth tusk somewhere downriver in these shallow gravel bars flowing north in the Arctic region of Alaska. Occasionally, I see something deeper in these streams of six to ten feet that I have to decide to strip off everything in order to descend and retrieve it.  The effort of drying clothes on the move is more problematic then diving in the buff in ice water.  Sometimes I am very surprised and then other times it is just a broken and thin section of ivory that nevertheless excites me.   This particular color is easily seen and in shallow water although, as it had turned out, is just a thin section about four feet long.  It is jewelry grade however and quite spectacularly red with orange...a true treasure that will become a most worthy object of inspiration in sculpture and 'Amulet,' motif."