I’m not usually downtown in the summer, but I had errands there yesterday. And decided to treat myself to a visit to Golden Dawn Gallery, which shows the work of three major Native American women artists of three generations all in the same family: Pablita Velarde, Helen Hardin, and Margarete Bagshaw.
I was stunned to find out that Bagshaw had died in March. The sunny day seemed cloudy, Galisteo Street seemed sad and remote. My introduction to the three came through Helen Hardin, Bagshaw’s mother, who died quite young.
When I came home, I immediately went to look at the etching of Bagshaw’s that I bought when the gallery opened. An abstracted colorful piece, it’s title is “The Muse.”
Margarete Bagshaw at work. May she remain an inspiration.