Toh-Atin Gallery is honored to offer a selection of Jd Challenger’s framed serigraphs and giclée prints. Through these works, his voice and vision continue—inviting reflection, learning, and respect for the histories he felt called to preserve.

One of the real joys of being in this business is meeting new artists, or at least artists you aren’t familiar with. That happened one day this last fall when Bilson Kee came into the gallery and worked with Linda Perala, one of our top associates.

It is with immense sadness that we share the passing of Ben Nighthorse Campbell on December 30, 2025, at The Nighthorse Ranch outside of Ignacio, Colorado—a place he called home since 1978. He was 92.

Lolma! (Greeting in the Hopi Language)

For many cultures throughout the world, December is the month of storytelling. In this month of Christmas festivities, families and friends are uniting to share stories, and I think we should do the same.

It was a nice surprise when Clifford Fragua walked into the gallery this week. Clifford is a friendly, dignified-looking man from Jemez Pueblo. He and my brother, Jackson, were friends for many, many years, and Jackson always looked forward to having Clifford bring in new Nativity sets, Christmas ornaments, and Storytellers.

We are deeply saddened to share that Jackson passed away yesterday after suffering a stroke on Tuesday.

Jackson loved this business—especially the artists he worked with and the clients who appreciated their work. He often said he couldn’t imagine retiring, because this life was such a part of who he was. A gifted storyteller, Jackson frequently shared glimpses of his own life and experiences with you through this newsletter. His humility, warmth, and approachable nature endeared him to so many over the years.

When you grow up in the Southwest, surrounded by Navajo and Pueblo artists, you tend to get a little laser-focused on them. Or I did. I used to work with some modern Plains artists, and they were incredible.

Back in the 1960s, before we opened our first gallery, my Dad, Jackson Sr., had his office and Navajo rug showroom in front of the Pepsi-Cola bottling plant in Durango. When he started buying and selling weavings, most of the weavings he had were obtained from trading posts where he traded soft drinks for rugs.

Without question, Bernyce Largo is one of the nicest people anyone could ever know. She is quiet and soft-spoken with a warm smile. She lives in Crownpoint, NM, and works with the school district there.

Oreland C. Joe (Southern Ute/Diné) is regarded as one of the finest sculptural artists in the world. He wanted to be an artist from his early childhood on and never let go of the dream. He traveled to Europe to study the Masters and dedicated himself to refining his work and expanding his horizons.

Helen Hardin's mother, Pablita Velarde, was a groundbreaking Santa Clara artist who experimented with mediums and broke away from the two-dimensional style popular among Native artists of the time.  She was one of the few female artists associated with the early Santa Fe Indian School of Art.

Beginning in the 1970s and continuing until just a few years ago, we had the pleasure of working with a group of sisters from Fort Defiance. Until the 1980s, they spent their summers in the Lukachuki Mountains near Narbona Pass (Crystal, NM) with their sheep.