Two Guns White Calf c. 1950s

Ace Powell's print of Two Guns White Calf looks like it was etched with some real speed, not laboring over details, but straight to the point. I can see the lines, confident and sure, building a portrait of a man in profile. The wrinkles around his eye are very expressive. I wonder, was Powell thinking about the stories this man might have held, the history etched onto his face? Maybe Powell felt a kinship with him—two guys staring out into the plains. Looking at the braids, I feel that Powell's showing us something more than just hair, but a connection to something deep. It's like Powell's saying, "Look at this man, really look." And in that looking, maybe we see a bit of ourselves too, searching for some roots, some wisdom in the face of time.