by Rowan

I kept dreaming about the natives. This picture tells the story of a Stoney who was hunting in the mountains. He was hunting at nighttime and he shot a buffalo. The stars are so bright they help him see the buffalo. Behind the hunter there is a tipi. The tipi is in the mountains where the Stonies lived. Sometimes the Stonies told stories of things that had happened in their art, that is what I did.