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Technology, Photography and the Indian Spirit

It is impossible to seek out the face of Sitting Bull, and even more the knowing of Crazy Horse; for one, the photograph is never justice, nor his prime. The other never sat for a white man's camera machine.

Rebecca Solnit wrote about the Ghost Dance and technology. I have to look that up.

I've just come from Little Bighorn, and you cannot but cry and cry. Such nobility in its last. Ignoble.

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loveitallabove said…
Here's a link to part of the Solnit quote: http://loveitallabove.blogspot.com/2008/12/unpacking-this-is-going-to-take-me.html having spent a little more time here now, I cannot accept this. There is so much tragedy to the Ghost Dance, I think her comparison now an insult? An unnecessary irreverence?

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