Learning, what a way. Every day, I learn more of a simple relationship with a plastic tube. I learn sounds and feelings that are interwoven into one. I am also learning this is where taste becomes an important factor in the learning of things. I see taste and what my Ciye calls affinity and relatedness are really the same thing when it comes to learning. When I speak of learning, I mean the free way of learning the Lakota are taught rather than any “disciplined” way of knowing. Something within Lakol Wicohan herself causes me to resist any formalized way. I cannot explain, but I am sure some know of what I speak.
I see in my painting and in my music that I now will only accept what I choose to accept. I see I am becoming free and learning the most important thing now, Self. I will learn from whom I choose. I will also learn what I choose. Any opinion of my learning is just that, opinion, because I am learning the only important thing is for me to really learn.
Certain music simply goes beyond space and seems to connect me with People and Time in a way which I believe is Sacred, or as we say, Powerful. Other music, maybe even the same songs by someone else, simply repel me. That is just the way it is. I happen to enjoy the music I make as the most fulfilling music I hear. So too, Honkiyoku Shakuhachi pieces done by certain People really move me, while others seem to repel, even the same pieces. I realize it is just the way it is.
Therefore, I will continue to be moved just as much by Ryuzen’s Honkyoku as I am by Ky-Mani Marley’s “Ghetto Soldier”, and in the same way. There seems to be an utter and simple thrill in the affinity and relatedness to such music, to me.
Anyway, these are thoughts I continue to think, among other, as I make and sing. Toksa Ake’.
Originally from Wanbli Wiwohpe @ Lakota Oyate Ki: Gathering of the Lakota Nation




Photo of Dwain Camp from the book, “Voices From Wounded Knee,” published by Akwasasne Notes.
