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Huckleberry Eyes
Artist: Roy Henry Vickers
Medium: Serigraph
Image Size: 12 7/8" x 8 3/8"
Edition Size: 99
- Story
I have two childhood friends with whom I spend a lot of time outdoors. In the winter, we are out as much as possible ice fishing, snowshoeing, and snowmobiling. Jim and Joe Lattie have a trapline that has been handed down through the generations. Although trapping is no longer viable, we still enjoy the cabin and backcountry.
One day last year, we drove up Salmon River Road, which follows the Skeena River and is right to the Confluence of the Babine River. As we drove through the snow, this beautiful white bird flew adjacent to us and landed ahead in the snow. We slowed down and took a few pictures and it flew on ahead only to land and wait for us once more. As we were enjoying this remarkable event I heard Jim say, "there's huckleberry eyes," referring to the white grouse.
When we got back from the trip, I took a look at the photo of this bird. This white bird was barely visible in the snow, and what stood out were its eyes and beak.
We were passing below a high ridge to the west called "gun'dmudza"( my phonics spelling) in the Gitksan language. This name translates to English as "the ridge where they hunt grouse with sticks" because they can get so close to them. We did not want to kill this beautiful bird for a meal, but I knew that day that this would be the inspiration for my Winter Solstice 2011.
Story
I have two childhood friends with whom I spend a lot of time outdoors. In the winter, we are out as much as possible ice fishing, snowshoeing, and snowmobiling. Jim and Joe Lattie have a trapline that has been handed down through the generations. Although trapping is no longer viable, we still enjoy the cabin and backcountry.
One day last year, we drove up Salmon River Road, which follows the Skeena River and is right to the Confluence of the Babine River. As we drove through the snow, this beautiful white bird flew adjacent to us and landed ahead in the snow. We slowed down and took a few pictures and it flew on ahead only to land and wait for us once more. As we were enjoying this remarkable event I heard Jim say, "there's huckleberry eyes," referring to the white grouse.
When we got back from the trip, I took a look at the photo of this bird. This white bird was barely visible in the snow, and what stood out were its eyes and beak.
We were passing below a high ridge to the west called "gun'dmudza"( my phonics spelling) in the Gitksan language. This name translates to English as "the ridge where they hunt grouse with sticks" because they can get so close to them. We did not want to kill this beautiful bird for a meal, but I knew that day that this would be the inspiration for my Winter Solstice 2011.