Every year the salmon come back to the rivers to spawn and die. The carcasses feed the wildlife, bear, eagle, wolf, raven, and, even the trees and plants. We are the people of the salmon because it has been the food staple as long as old as our oldest ancestors.
When I see a salmon skull or decomposing body on the rivers edge I see many lives sustained because the salmon has returned to give up it's life for multitudes of new lives.
When the leaves have all left in the fall and hibernating ones have gone for their winter sleep we enter a time of celebration for the goodness that mother nature provides.
I pray that we humans who are left to the task of sustaining life for future generations will take care of this delicate balance of which we are a part.
Artist: Roy Henry Vickers
Image Size: 9.5" x 10"
Edition Size: 100