No matter where you’re from, when you see a beautiful horse standing out in the open, running across a field, or galloping up to greet you, their mane lifting in the wind — you feel it.
I met Laverne Barber about 50
years ago. My father had worked with Lavern’s mother, Anna Mae Barber, a long
time before that. Anna Mae was the oldest sister in what would become the
family that created the Burnham Weaving Area.
A couple of weeks ago, a group of us from the gallery, our
partners, friends, and supporters gathered near Bayfield, Colorado to harvest
and split firewood for some of the weavers we work with on the Navajo
Reservation.