A few photos from Mr. Cal’s 7th birthday Robot Laboratory. We’re reconvening this weekend at my place to keep working on them. Once all kids have sufficiently awesome costumes we’re heading down to Kerry Park for a photo shoot, evidence of which will be forthcoming.
A horse, some apples, and a medicine bundle. Photographed October 2007.
…I know that my race must change. We cannot hold our own with the white men as we are. We only ask an even chance to live as other men live. We ask to be recognized as men. We ask that the same law shall work alike on all men. If an Indian breaks the law, punish him by the law. If a white man breaks the law, punish him also.
Let me be a free man, free to travel, free to stop, free to work, free to trade where I choose, free to choose my own teachers, free to follow the religion of my fathers, free to talk, think and act for myself — and I will obey every law or submit to the penalty.
Whenever the white man treats the Indian as they treat each other then we shall have no more wars. We shall be all alike — brothers of one father and mother, with one sky above us and one country around us and one government for all. Then the Great Spirit Chief who rules above will smile upon this land and send rain to wash out the bloody spots made by brothers’ hands upon the face of the earth. For this time the Indian race is waiting and praying. I hope no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people…
Hin-mah-too-yah-lat-kekt, ‘Thunder Rolling Down The Mountain’; spoken upon his visit to Washington DC, 1879.
A collection of different foods, portioned into 200 calorie increments. Did you ever wonder what 200 calories of celery looks like? How about Coca-Cola, or beans, or a Jack-In-The-Box cheeseburger? Well, now’s your chance. A few selections included here, but click through to the Imgur page for the full, and fascinating, collection.
Photojournalist Eve Arnold here captures a young civil rights worker being trained not to respond to having her hair pulled & smoke blown in her face. A live-fire exercise in the battle for black civil rights, this young woman faces & defeats attachments. Here she gains the ability to control her impulses to flee or fight, where human dignity gives her the strength to bear personal witness to the enforced, irrational distance between her circumstances and her peace of mind.