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"Seeing Through The Eyes of Tradition"














Rex Begaye
is a one of those rare artists
that preserve the traditional culture,
stories and history  
of the Native American people
vividly through his art.

With over 600 pieces of art
in his collection,
Rex's artwork is a glimpse
into the Native vision
of our relationship with Mother Earth,
all living things,
the Universe, our selves
and the Creator.  

Once we begin
to see the world through the eyes
of the Indigenous people,
we can begin to remember
once again
the true nature  of who we are
as human beings
and our relationship
to everything in our lives.  

It is from this place,
this vision,
where all things come together.

The understanding that we are all connected.  
This is the place
where humanity begins
to heal themselves,  
each other
and the world we live in.  

I invite you
to take a journey by
"see through the eyes of tradition".   

As you begin
to feel the essence of Rex's paintings,
there is a sense of truth and beauty
that lives within each of our hearts,
connecting us all as one people,
one species,  
one strand  
of an exquisite web of life
that resides upon Mother Earth.

The process of mending
the broken strands
begins within our hearts and minds,  
by remembering who we are
and that peace and humanity
is a choice.

It is from this consciousness
that we begin to rebuild our world
and pass to the next 7 generations
a vision of a new way of life,
A vision of a new beginning,
A vision of a new world

united by truth, respect and love.  

by Barbara Huntoon, inspired by the art of Rex A. Begaye

"With my Eyes Closed"

An afternoon on a late summer's day,
high above the trees,
I can see a distant away.

Silently listening to whispering breeze.
Watching varied colors vanishing into the
sunset.
Feeling the sensation of thoughts,
nevertheless, on a dream that is
predetermined.


Prior to,
undeveloped adventures accrues,
challenged with fascination of what is
unperceived.
Irresistible powers have forcefully invaded,
achieving to accomplish life in its realism.
Slowly, I have chosen to close my eyes
And emphasized what was moral and
immoral.
Enthusiastically with desire, I was awakened.


A thrusting vision,
tunneling through my mind.
Dysfunctional, impaired of time,
was interfered in a split second.
I was deceived by a mysterious enchantment.
Focusing to proceed without being irrational,
I have motivated and reflected myself.
Idealizing to illustrate the predetermined
dream
where I have journeyed beyond,
as though I had premeditated what has been
forbidden.

Intemperance of life,
overpowered achiever, a philosopher, an
elder,
who puts out his arms, opens his hands.
Drops of rain accumulated with emphatic
sound of thundering.
Bright flashing of lighting in an instant.
Again! I was awakened.

There I was looking down from above.
The night had set in shimmering lights from
below,
from the city, streets and moving cars.
What was real, what was not real.
Close your eyes.
It is your choice of a predetermined dream.

Rex A. Begaye (c)  
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