Beadwork is a letter I send and receive from the spirit world

My chicha (grandmother) was a master bead-worker. She was a perfectionist, and my dad remembers her unravelling days of her work just to correct a single irregular bead. She passed away when I was young due to Alzheimers, so I didn’t get to hear her talk about her memories while we were on this planet together. I started beading because I wanted to understand her better, to reconnect to my heritage while living off reservation. It has been a meditation, a life line, and a past-time.

Washaway after a winter storm  is a piece inspired by Washaway beach, named for its rapid erosion, partially due to early dredging & dams built on the Columbia. Almost two miles of coastline has been eroded and a whole town has been washed away, including a cemetery, school and lighthouse. If you are interested in learning more, here is an article published in the Seattle Times in 2020. There is a huge community effort to stop the erosion, working together until the name Washaway No More.

Shoalwater Bay (2024) is a name given by a settler to these ancestral lands inhabited by indigenous peoples for the last 2000 years. This piece is the largest beadwork I have attempted so far, and took over 100 hours to complete. It depicts what is probably the most familiar view I have of these lands, on the beach I grew up walking on nearly every day. If you are interested in learning more about our our tribe’s history and origins, here is a link to our tribe’s website.

What began as me trying to somatically recover the memories of my chicha (grandmother) became me creating a patchwork of my own.

The following works are from a series I began at the end of 2023, when i finally moved back to the reservation where I grew up. They are glimpses of significant moments I have experienced since being back on my native land. From the meteor shower that rained across the sky the first night I slept in my new home, to the pattern of the tide-drenched sand on my first walk back on the beach, each of these moments is concentrated down to a 1 1/2” square. This culminated at a solo show, “keep-sake” I had at SOIL Artist-Run Gallery in Seattle at the end of 2024.

pussy willow blossoming in February (2024)

meteor shower (2023)

untitled (2022)

pathway (2023)

the hills at sunset (2024)

current shift (2024)

summer weeds (2024)

sand ripple (2023)

Chicha (2021)

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