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The Breath Of The Bird Of Life
I was waiting for the train, when an Ethereal Voice
of an Indigenous Native Elder, spoke to me just above my
head.
"You'll build a bird, it'll be all White, it will be 10ft by 5 ft,
you will go to Hopi Land and Dance."
I hand created the White Bird - Dancing in December of 1995.



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