(SOLD) Basin Blues is a 24” x 48” commissioned collage triptych on canvas. This triptych represents the Blue Mountains located in Southeastern Washington and Northeastern Oregon. The mountains border the Snake River and are so named for their bluish hue when seen from a distance. The Blue Mountains were a formidable obstacle to Oregon Trail Settlers. Its river valleys and lower range areas were home to the historic Walla Walla, Cayuse and Umatilla tribes as well as branches of Northern Pacific Paiute and Great Basin cultures.
This collage was inspired in part by a 1940 geological report entitled, “History of the Northern Blue Mountains,” written for the US Department of Agriculture by Gerald J. Tucker. The report contains scientific data for the ear and a transcribed oral legend of the Wish-Poosh; “common throughout all the tribes of the Columbia Basin, there being very little variation in the telling of it.” The legend retells the epic battle of Speel-Yi, the great Coyote god vanquishing Wish-Poosh, the evil Big Beaver god. The carnage left from their battle was responsible for the geological formation of the Columbia Basin.
This work was created using Thai metallic Momigami and Unryu papers; Thai Unryu Chiffon and Japanese Ogura Lace papers; Thai Mango, Marbled and craft metallic papers; embossed “Leaves” paper; Kozo fibers; craft ribbon; yarn and embroidery thread; Japanese silk paper thread; Banana silk thread; dried Queen Anne’s Lace, Mock Bishop Weed, and Heather.
The Legend of the Wish-Poosh as Written by Gerald J. Tucker, 1940
“Each Indian narrates the story somewhat differently, but all agree that the country was once covered by water with the exception of a few high ridges and points extending down from the Cascade Mountains. On these high points the Indians lived. Canoes were their only means of transportation and fish their main food.”
“The water gradually receded, as time passed, and more and more country became bare until all of the higher lands and ridges were dry, leaving only separated lakes. One of these lakes was in the Kittitas Valley, one in Selah, another in Mok-see and the Ahtanum. Another covered all of the country from the Pa-ho-ta-cute (Union Gap) to Tap-tat (Prosser).”
“At this time there dwelt in Lake Cle-Elum the terrible Wish-Poosh, the Big Beaver, an evil god. He had eyes of fiery red, claws that were long and sharp and a tail that was death to everything it struck.”
“The lake and its surroundings became a place of terror, for the monster devoured every living thing that passed his way. He would not allow the people or the animals to take fish from the lake, even when they were very plentiful and famine was imminent for the Indians.”
“The Speel-Yi, the great Coyote god, in his wanderings came to the spot, and found the people and the animals suffering from hunger. His heart was touched and he concluded to help them out. Having learned that many attempts had been made to destroy the monster, without avail, he went about his plans carefully. He armed himself with a long spear, having a strong handle, which he fastened securely to his wrist. Thus equipped, he started on the hunt for this destroying demon, which he soon found asleepp on the shore of the lake. He drove the spear deep into the monster’s body.”
“Now began a trial of endurance between the two gods. The Wish-Poosh, wounded and enraged, plunged into the lake and down to the bottom. The spear handle was securely fastened to the Speel-Yi’s wrist, and he was dragged along by the infuriated monster. The two went plunging along through the lake. The battle now became fierce. They tore a gap through the mountain and came swimming through the lake that covered Kittias Valley. Then again they went breaking their way through the mountains, leaving a canyon behind, until they reached the smaller lake covering the Selah Valley. They passed through the Nah-Cheez, leaving a gap behind. Swimming through the lake that covered Mok-see and Ahtanum, then crashed through Ahtanum Ridge. Thus was Union Gap formed. In this death struggle each was doing his best as they plowed their way along, making the channel of the Yakima River. The Speel-Yi was getting the worst of it and tried to check the rush of the terrible Wish-Poosh by catching hold of trees, which were quickly torn out by the roots. He clung to the rocks, but they slipped away. Nothing could stay the maddened course of the evil god. When he reached the great icy mountains he knocked a complete hiole through, forming what we called the Cascade Falls. The Coyote became unconcious, and when he revived found himself on the shore of the Great Salt Water (mouth of the Columbia River). The Wish-Poosh was dead.”
“Weak and sore, Speel-Yi unfastened his arm from the handle of the spear, which bound him to the Beaver god, and stood victor of the fierce struggle. He now proceeded to finish Wish-Poosh beyond any possibility of resurrection by cutting him into small pieces. The pieces he threw to the four cardinal points, saying:”
“You will be the last giant of your race. Your descendants will be small and helpless, scattered all over the continent, with no power to resist. Their skins will be much sought after by the people, who will pursue them in every clime until they are wiped from the face of the earth.” Those descendants are the common beaver of today.
“Resting a few days to gather strength and after his almost fatal experience, the Speel-Yi began the return journey to his home among the big snow mountains of Lake Cle-Elum. He soon met a great stream of muddy water, and on his arrival to the present Cascade Falls of the Columbia River saw a mighty river flowing through the great tunnel which the Wish-Poosh had made on that downward struggle. Moving back, he found the waters from all sides flowing into this great channel. Land was visible everywhere as he moved on up. The lakes which had covered the valleys of the Yakima had disappeared, leaving the ground wet, while here and there were Indians wading in the mud.”
“On reaching Lake Cle-Elum the people gave him a feast, showing gratitude for their deliverance from the monster “beaver god.” They told the Speel-Yi that he should always be a wise god, from whom they would seek advice in time of distress. For untold ages the men and women of this tribe, when in severe grief, would go to the tall snow mountain to consult the old Speel-Yi, and his advice they always followed.”
“Among the many different versions of the Wish-Poosh, I have selected this one, for it has its corroboration in the legend of the Bridge of the Gods, which these two gods made when they tore through the mountains at Cascade Falls. The tearing of the hole left a natural bridge, and resulted in the drainage of a vast territory in Eastern Washington and Oregon.”