My father-n-law is a man of pride. His conversations always lead to our Native American traditions. Those conversations or should I say story telling which feel like very long lectures (that depends on my perspective based on what mood I’m in) are refreshing to hear. He speaks of the ways of the Seminole tradition and how we must not forget the language, the dance, ceremonies and the crafts of our culture. His stories can go on for hours. Sometimes leading me to journey with one sleepy closed eye and the other open for fear I’ll miss something good. Regardless I never stop listening to him about the joys and the injustice that Natives have experienced. As he sits and creates beautiful beadwork on a long loom, I’m reminded of how brilliant he is as an artist not just a craftsmen. When I look around his home, the walls are filled with paintings, prints, and photography. Everywhere you look there is art, traditional and contemporary. It’s not a thematic layout of decoration that can be found in Architecture Digest, but a home filled with great contemporary Native artists that he loves.

Nadia Myre

We’ll throw out different Native artist names sharing our great fines, like, Hulleah Tsinhnahjinnie, Fritz Scholder or Terrance Houle. We both agreed that contemporary Native artist get very little attention in galleries, especially in NYC.

Sea Lion Brand with Blue
Sonya Kelliher-Combs

One day we started talking about how beautiful the National Museum of the American Indian was in Washington DC. It’s a beautiful structure. I shared with him a book NMAI put out called “HIDE: SKIN AS MATERIAL AND METAPHOR”. What a terrific book we agreed. Hide is filled with brilliant Native artistic and critical explorations of traditions, critical perspectives and politics. These contributing art have their own point of view of how they want viewed and their work, not from just the perspective of anthropologist photographer Curtis Edwards. The Images and critical essays in this book document the issues face by Native people living in two worlds, theirs and the world outside there culture.

The book is based on a exhibition curator Kathleen Ash-Milby put together in 2010. She put this but together to address skin as an actual art material.


Color TreeLast week Nayland Blake asked us the question “If you could choose any book from the ICP library that everyone hast to know about, which one would it be?”

First of all, the ICP library is a vast magical kingdom of all things photo, and is one of the most important resource for photographic research in New York City. I remember my Seminar Professor Sarah Hasted telling us, during our senior year at Parsons, that if there was ANY place where we should go, and sit down for hours to get our bibliography together for our Senior thesis paper, that place was the ICP library. And so I did.

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Redheaded Peckerwood

A fifty year old murder-spree across the northern plain states inspired one of the most highly praised photobooks of 2011. It’s nearly impossible to keep up with the constant influx of new, different, and beautifully printed publications, but there are sometimes those that seem to rise above the rest. Redheaded Peckerwood is one of those books.


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ICP Library blog


I just wanted to inform everyone that I will be overseeing some content on the ICP Library blog, and I recommend checking it out.  We will be covering topics such as new acquisitions, rare books, artist files, and many other cool things involving the library’s extensive photography collection.  I am excited and honored to be given the opportunity to provide everyone with an insight into what’s happening over there.

ICP Library blog


Garret Miller

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