Dan Fields saved my life in the winter of 1862, or as I found out later, 2010. I had been a Rebel prisoner held by Yankee Captain Dillon Yates, who forced me and my comrades to follow him through a portal in time. We were to be his soldiers in a battle against his cousin, […]
I knew there was a lot more to Allie Fields’ story about her missing daughter than she chose to say, but I followed her directions and started a sketch of the kidnapper. A young man’s face with perfectly aligned features, a belligerent jut to his chin, and a shock of blond hair took shape on […]
When I put on my abuelo’s curandero headdress, I remember all he taught me and I become the curandero. His totem was the snake, symbol of death and rebirth. I have his serpent-entwined staff and have made the snake my totem also. Since I’ve been living among the Anglos, I have seen a dry time worse […]
