I thought it was a Haida raven, but it seems that it’s Tinglit.
The two tribes, which are separate, and I believe have separate languages, share a lot of cultural similarities, and both occupy sometimes overlapping areas of Southern Alaska and Western BC… so yeah, very northwestern.
Both believe a great raven created the land and people.
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I found this description online with the picture…
From Sotheby’s:
Tlingit Polychromed Wooden Headdress
with domed helmet emerging to an effigy, depicting a raven,
finely carved with a curving beak, slightly parted to reveal a rectangular implement,
possibly a representation of the sun, incised with exaggerated nostrils, and pointed oval eye rims centering large hand cut plaques of abalone shell as pupils beneath thick arching brows,
the crown inserted with tufts of dark brown hair,
painted against the natural ground in vermilion red on the brows and beak, and black on the eye frames; the interior of deeply hollowed section with fine tool markings.
I suppose it could be, which would be sad… but it’s not necessarily taken without permission.
I haven’t had time for this whole video, as it’s 4 in the morning, but I watched about half, and saw no reference to North American indigenous artwork.
Is there some in there? You sound so definite.
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The reason it might not have such a tainted provenance is that unlike public statuary and royal jewels, Tlingit and Haida masks and headgear were very personal possessions, not tribal ones.
Such items were of a religious nature, used ceremonially, and often passed from hand to hand.
The Northwest tribes didn’t believe in permanent ownership of anything.
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They practiced the custom of “potlatch”, which I’ve read quite a bit about…
That was a ceremony in which someone gave away or even destroyed their most precious possessions, to show that they were well off, or that it didn’t matter…
or sometimes just to honor someone else with an abundant shower of gifts… which the honoree was then supposed to give away soon, as well.
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Since they believed ownership to be transient, they also sold many items, even precious artifacts, to traders from Canada and the US.
Sometimes they thought the new owners would give them back at another time, and were surprised, but not horrified, that they didn’t.
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In any case, I have nothing to do with the acquisition… though of course I hope it wasn’t actually looted. I merely Googled a description.
Thanks… that was seconds after I stopped watching, so I watched a little more.
Yes, it’s very sad, even unconscionable, when museums keep those artifacts locked away from their rightful owners and culture.
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Meanwhile… you were replying to me, with the video, so I replied…
but I don’t see any mention of a museum in what I said, only in your link.
There probably are Tlingit and Haida artifacts in museums, but as I said, many were quite easily attained, even freely given by their owners, especially till about 50 years ago.
Current generations may now think that was a mistake… and I have to agree, but it was legal, so they have a sadly hard time undoing it.
Sorry; my bad: I meant auction houses above.
Well – John Oliver covers the behavior of museums, private collections and auction houses. And art smuggling.
All intertwined.
The reason I commented on your comment is simple: You did some research.
“Some” being an understatement for “a lot of”.
I have told this story a time or three, so all you oldtimers feel free to skip to the next post.
Sometime in the mid-to-late seventies, a baby elephant escaped from a circus into the mountainous region around Idabel OKLAHOMA. No sign was seen of the little begger through a couple of months of summer weather. Given the number of loggers and sportsmen in the area, this boded ill for his chances.
Then, one day, he wandered back into civilization and submited himself for capture, none the worse for wear.
A local radio personality noted that “He had been out measuring the corn”.
I’ve just seen that elsewhwere.
My method (commented there):
I’d be afraid to lose one finger at least.
My method (back in the days when our tom cat needed one pill daily at least to treat his terminal illness): grab him, wrap him tightly in a towel, secure him between your knees kneeling and crossing your ankles (he would have wriggled out otherwise), force his mouth open, stuff the pill in, close his mouth forcefully until the pill is swallowed.
The surprise effect did the trick.
Sounds brutal, but he lived a good live until his pretty short demise.
I noticed that after the pill was delivered, the actions to get the cat to open its mouth was repeated without giving the cat anything. I am guessing that is done to separate the action of giving the pill from the action of getting it to open it’s mouth so it can be done the next time.
nighthawks hasn’t posted anything for popcorn day.
Here is an interesting juxtaposition of ingredients, to say the least.
From: “2500 recipes (everyday to extraordinary) (Paperback edition) ”
By: Andrew Schloss with Ken Bookman
Published by: Robert Rose Inc. Toronto, Ontario Canada (2007)
ISBN 978-0-7788-0162-7
“Bacon and Onion Popcorn”
6 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled, fat reserved 6
1 small onion, finely chopped 1
1 tbsp corn or canola oil (I recommend corn oil.) 15 ml
3/4 cup popping corn 175 ml
Salt to taste
In a skillet, heat 1 tbsp (15 ml) of the reserved
bacon fat over medium heat. Sauté onion until ten-
der. Remove from heat and set aside. In a large
heavy pot, heat oil and 2 tbsp (25 ml) of the bacon
fat until fat smokes. Add a few kernels of popping
corn and heat until they pop. Add the remaining
popping corn. Cover and shake gently until corn
starts to pop. Shake vigorously until popping sub-
sides. Remove from heat and toss with crumbled
bacon, reserved onion and salt. Serves 6.
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Can’t remember where I saw this before. Enchantress.
I think the question is when, not where. I believe all these images and links have been seen previously on this very website.
Actually to Alexi…thanks!
I posted the same image the last time I posted “Oklahounda”.
A LINK TO AN ARTICLE/INTERVIEW ABOUT HOW THIS WAS CREATED / MORE WORKS, TOO
Thanks Alexi.
PNW Indian i belive. Or, it looks a lot like the ones i have seen.
With hair implants.
From Hair Club for Ravens?
I thought it was a Haida raven, but it seems that it’s Tinglit.
The two tribes, which are separate, and I believe have separate languages, share a lot of cultural similarities, and both occupy sometimes overlapping areas of Southern Alaska and Western BC… so yeah, very northwestern.
Both believe a great raven created the land and people.
…
I found this description online with the picture…
From Sotheby’s:
Tlingit Polychromed Wooden Headdress
with domed helmet emerging to an effigy, depicting a raven,
finely carved with a curving beak, slightly parted to reveal a rectangular implement,
possibly a representation of the sun, incised with exaggerated nostrils, and pointed oval eye rims centering large hand cut plaques of abalone shell as pupils beneath thick arching brows,
the crown inserted with tufts of dark brown hair,
painted against the natural ground in vermilion red on the brows and beak, and black on the eye frames; the interior of deeply hollowed section with fine tool markings.
length 15 in.
Another stolen item auctioned off.
I suppose it could be, which would be sad… but it’s not necessarily taken without permission.
I haven’t had time for this whole video, as it’s 4 in the morning, but I watched about half, and saw no reference to North American indigenous artwork.
Is there some in there? You sound so definite.
…
The reason it might not have such a tainted provenance is that unlike public statuary and royal jewels, Tlingit and Haida masks and headgear were very personal possessions, not tribal ones.
Such items were of a religious nature, used ceremonially, and often passed from hand to hand.
The Northwest tribes didn’t believe in permanent ownership of anything.
…
They practiced the custom of “potlatch”, which I’ve read quite a bit about…
That was a ceremony in which someone gave away or even destroyed their most precious possessions, to show that they were well off, or that it didn’t matter…
or sometimes just to honor someone else with an abundant shower of gifts… which the honoree was then supposed to give away soon, as well.
….
Since they believed ownership to be transient, they also sold many items, even precious artifacts, to traders from Canada and the US.
Sometimes they thought the new owners would give them back at another time, and were surprised, but not horrified, that they didn’t.
…
In any case, I have nothing to do with the acquisition… though of course I hope it wasn’t actually looted. I merely Googled a description.
It’s because of the mentioning of museums that I posted that particular link and their behavior.
Starting at 14:38 it gets to indigenous heritage.
Thanks… that was seconds after I stopped watching, so I watched a little more.
Yes, it’s very sad, even unconscionable, when museums keep those artifacts locked away from their rightful owners and culture.
…
Meanwhile… you were replying to me, with the video, so I replied…
but I don’t see any mention of a museum in what I said, only in your link.
There probably are Tlingit and Haida artifacts in museums, but as I said, many were quite easily attained, even freely given by their owners, especially till about 50 years ago.
Current generations may now think that was a mistake… and I have to agree, but it was legal, so they have a sadly hard time undoing it.
Sorry; my bad: I meant auction houses above.
Well – John Oliver covers the behavior of museums, private collections and auction houses. And art smuggling.
All intertwined.
The reason I commented on your comment is simple: You did some research.
“Some” being an understatement for “a lot of”.
Thanks but I only searched for a description of the image.
My research into the artwork and culture of the region was mostly done years ago.
Northwest tribal artists continue to create their art today.
Feed Me!
I could not be a bird mother, facing those gaping maws.
Baseball fans, “chirping” at the umpire.
Pretty yellow flowers…
someone is HUNGRY!
!
I am going to trust this accreditation as opposed to the first one I found. LINK To me, it rings true.
A very well trained dog.
Very well indeed. I expect that is a daily ritual.
I’m willing to bet the sheep are familiar with the routine, also.
I’m quite sure you’re correct in your surmise.
all i can say, is…. WOW!
He enjoys his job!
That is the most handsome couple on that carriage.
And hearing the Beach Boys singing Merle Haggard is a bonus.
“Oh what a beautiful nap time” {snerk} 😀
Oh wow… now there’s a revival I have to go see!
It was, I’ve read, Doggers and Weimaraner’s very first musical collaboration!
A great way to start…. by creating the enduringly popular “Oklahounda”.
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So many memories!
I confess, some of this I have told before….
My parents bought the stage musical recording of Oklahounda when I was very little, then took us all to see the movie when it was new.
They loved it… and I grew up loving it too!
Listening to the albums… the stage production on 78’s and later the film version on vinyl.
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And singing (very badly!) those now well-known tunes….
imitating Gloria Grrram’s twangy howling of “I’m Just a Dog Who Cain’t Hear ‘No!’ ”
And even trying to do high kicks like the impossibly-limber-for-a-basset Charlotte Greenbone’s Old Aunt Yeller…
(I loved watching her in anything she did!)
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And of course, I attempted to sing duets with myself….
Alternating a no doubt off-key childish tenor for Gordy MacHound, with a squeaky falsetto for the lovely Shirley JoBasset:
“Donnn’t put… your paw on mine….”
“But I saw…. how you gnaw on mine.
“No! Don’t put… your paw on mine…
The people will saaay I’m in heat!”
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I haven’t seen Oklahounda in years…
This revival may, to some, be considered hopelessly old fashioned.
But I’m so glad to be getting another chance!
In glorious CanineColor®!
..
Thanks, Stel!
I have told this story a time or three, so all you oldtimers feel free to skip to the next post.
Sometime in the mid-to-late seventies, a baby elephant escaped from a circus into the mountainous region around Idabel OKLAHOMA. No sign was seen of the little begger through a couple of months of summer weather. Given the number of loggers and sportsmen in the area, this boded ill for his chances.
Then, one day, he wandered back into civilization and submited himself for capture, none the worse for wear.
A local radio personality noted that “He had been out measuring the corn”.
Gouldian Finch
Beautiful plumage. I don’t know why the bird feels that it needs lipstick, though. 😁
all us girls use lipstick to enhance the beauty. (what if she’s a he? oops…)
Wow!
I have to confess.. I’d seen that 3rd Rock video posted, but never watched it till tonight.
Wish I had!
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The burly, older fellow in the blue denim vest who sings so powerfully is the legendary John Raitt, Bonnie Raitt’s dad.
(I think John Lithgow’s fist in mouth expression is because he recognises him.)
He sang the role of Curly on Broadway, and on the album I grew up listening to, which was from that production, not the movie!
My mother was a huge John Raitt fan… we later got the film sound track on vinyl, but she always preferred those 78’s.
.
Serendipity ! ! !
I’ve just seen that elsewhwere.
My method (commented there):
I’d be afraid to lose one finger at least.
My method (back in the days when our tom cat needed one pill daily at least to treat his terminal illness): grab him, wrap him tightly in a towel, secure him between your knees kneeling and crossing your ankles (he would have wriggled out otherwise), force his mouth open, stuff the pill in, close his mouth forcefully until the pill is swallowed.
The surprise effect did the trick.
Sounds brutal, but he lived a good live until his pretty short demise.
I noticed that after the pill was delivered, the actions to get the cat to open its mouth was repeated without giving the cat anything. I am guessing that is done to separate the action of giving the pill from the action of getting it to open it’s mouth so it can be done the next time.
Peter And Gordon?
what a FUN movie poster, Stel. and all the music really had me singing along!
but my favorite? the 3rd rock!!! when john raitt came on… hilarious!
nighthawks hasn’t posted anything for popcorn day.
Here is an interesting juxtaposition of ingredients, to say the least.
From: “2500 recipes (everyday to extraordinary) (Paperback edition)
”
By: Andrew Schloss with Ken Bookman
Published by: Robert Rose Inc. Toronto, Ontario Canada (2007)
ISBN 978-0-7788-0162-7
“Bacon and Onion Popcorn”
6 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled, fat reserved 6
1 small onion, finely chopped 1
1 tbsp corn or canola oil (I recommend corn oil.) 15 ml
3/4 cup popping corn 175 ml
Salt to taste
In a skillet, heat 1 tbsp (15 ml) of the reserved
bacon fat over medium heat. Sauté onion until ten-
der. Remove from heat and set aside. In a large
heavy pot, heat oil and 2 tbsp (25 ml) of the bacon
fat until fat smokes. Add a few kernels of popping
corn and heat until they pop. Add the remaining
popping corn. Cover and shake gently until corn
starts to pop. Shake vigorously until popping sub-
sides. Remove from heat and toss with crumbled
bacon, reserved onion and salt. Serves 6.
It’s also apple and oatmeal month.