A gift from my father

November 11th, 2013, 5pm

It was -12°C with scattered clouds. The breeze was gentle.

“The pulsing drum, often considered to represent the heartbeat of the world, accompanied prayers for the sick to be made well, the recitation of a warrior’s coups, and (of course) the dancing and songs that enriched the spiritual life of the community. ” (Prairie edge: trading co. & galleries)

My father is Metis, he grew up with the fiddle, but not so much the drum. This was a tradition that was lost to him. Recently, at the age of 76 years old, he had the opportunity to learn how to make a hand drum. He was thrilled with his result and learning this valued tradition, so he promptly made one for each of his children. I would like to paint something on this drum that encompasses my feelings for my father. Strength, courage, wisdom and tender at heart. My father is my rock, and when I find the perfect symbol I will paint it on my drum.

David Wade, Shelley, Mark, Ashleigh and 3 others said thanks.

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Kelly Barr

I have been married for 15 years and am the mother of 2 small children. I grew up in BC but now live in Northern Manitoba to fight the winters and the mosquitoes!

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