Sunday, January 3, 2010


I never really knew my grandpa that well. I do know that he was a well respected Kiowa man that fought to keep our indian traditions alive. He was one of the few that went to congress to defend our use of Peyote for our native american church. He made many many friends and ran many peyote meetings.

What I do remember is that he never referred to me as Taraneh, but as Boyoma. My indian name that he picked. Among his many talents was his ability to paint. I wish that I could have known him now because I think he would have been impressed with my beading. I hear that's one area he was unable to really grasp =)

here is a painting that is hanging at my grandma's house


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