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iPhone Goes to Market, Part 2

Resuming our visit to the Indian Market at Pueblo Grande, we encountered a Native American woman spinning wool into yarn. Note at her feet is some raw wool which appears to have already been carded with a tool shaped like a wide ping pong paddle with many rows of wires protruding from the face of the paddle. Pulling the wool with two such paddles straightens the fibers so that they can be twisted with a spinning stick such as the one that she is using.

An important note that I learned in one of my workshops in Santa Fe is that you must always ask a Native American if you can take their picture first. Some have religious objections which the photographer must honor. And, yes, I did ask her and all the other Native Americans photographed here — no one declined.

On display (and on sale) at another stall was this beautiful Indian dress. I was very impressed with the craftsmanship that went into its creation.

At another stall I chatted with this carver as he worked on a piece. He is using a particular type of stone which enables him to make parts of it appear white while other parts maintain their color. Very nice!

Some of the artists were performers. Here is a man playing an Indian flute — and they were selling his CDs. I love the music and have several albums by Carlos Nakai, the master of the Indian flute. If you are not familiar with the genre, do check it out — it is very soothing, ethereal even.

These were interesting Kachinas quite unlike the others I have seen.

And then to my surprise, I spotted the real thing — dancers that look just like the miniatures in the previous photo.

Here another collection of finely crafted Kachinas.

Anywhere there is a festival, there has to be food. At the Indian Market, they were selling, among other treats, one of my all-time favorites, Indian fry bread. It is a very light, yeast bread that is fried or deep-fried. Often it is topped with powdered sugar or honey — the latter is my favorite.

Wikipedia states "According to Navajo tradition, fry bread was created using flour, sugar, salt and lard given by the United States government when the Navajo Native Americans were relocated to Bosque Redondo, New Mexico from Arizona in 1864."

If you have never tried it — do yourself a favor the next time you see it available. You won't be sorry.

An eye-catching surprise awaited visitors to the Indian Market in the tent holding a number of colorful parrots. These were on display by Bird Recovery International which is working to preserve and reestablish thick-billed parrots to their previous habitat range in Arizona and New Mexico.

Surprisingly, most of the birds were able to fly and, in fact, put on quite a flying exhibition — almost like the avian equivalent of the Blue Angels.

As I watched them circle Pueblo Grande, I could not help but wonder how the BRI folks could coax the birds to return. I was guessing food might do it — but I also saw some hungry hawks floating lazily higher in the sky. That might help as well.

The birds seem to have no fear of people and many landed on the heads and shoulders of folks visiting the tent.

Quite a day at the Indian Fair. Check it out next year — it is well worth a trip to Pueblo Grande, located just east of Sky Habor Airport.


Life is good.

B. David

P. S., All photos and text © B. David Cathell Photography, Inc. — www.bdavidcathell.com