My Life I came to the Alaskan wilderness in 72 from a middle-class city upbringing. I made arrangements to get flown into the wilderness with no arrangements to get picked up. 8 months later I walked out, after not seeing anyone during the months of no light and 50 below. I learned to trap, build a cabin, and as time went by I ran sled dogs. I lived on a houseboat and did all the things anyone who loves the outdoors dreams about. There was leather to make, solar panels to install, guns to fix, outboard motors to rebuild. In general, I couldn't own anything I couldn't fix and didn't have tools for. This was a very exciting life for 25 years or so. I got used to the subsistence life of growing my own food, or hunting for it, relying on myself a lot, and not getting caught up in the rat race. My life is different from most. I've never had a drivers license, never paid rent, never had a credit card-checking account, nor had a bill. I lived (still do pretty much) a 'cash' life. Times changed, my life did, priorities changed, and I moved to the village of Nenana in 98. This was a village I had gone by and stopped at while living on the houseboat, and it seemed a good place to settle. I now have a shop, and for the first time, electricity, which has made it easier to do my art, work on my book, and enjoy my midlife. The lifestyle I lead gave me a lot of basic values required to do the work I do... with a different slant on life and different perspective on things, and think this gives me 'something to say' in my artwork that is 'different'. I try to sell a way of life.... one of closeness and appreciation for the land and our basic roots.
Not just art-- but a way of thinking
selling furs feathers teeth -- good source for animal products
Many Alaska sites arranged in order
Dealer in non animal related raw materials
View -- Denali in winter 50 miles from the nearest road
Above, me in 1973 my wild and wooly days! Living in this boat on the Yukon River
Stormbound Trapper A Cassette tape
This is a recorded story by Miles 1.5 hours long talking about winter in Alaska in the wilds. There are sound effects from the wild as I talk about 70 below 0 trapping running sled dogs, hunting moose getting lost and creating the mood of what it is like to be in the wild. $7
Selling animal products was my passion for 45 years, and represented 95% of my business. But aparently it is time to change, move on , focus on 'other things.' Legal issues with animal materials .... 'never mind' Will try selling my books, knife blades, stones, some art etc. Having to rework the web site.
It is not easy to order from me
An odd thing to say. The reasons are many. Try reading about my lifestyle. Try reading the order page, stuff like 'cultural issues'. Keep in mind I'm a one man show. Keep in mind I spent 25 years alone in the wilderness seeing no one for months. What do you think sitting in front of a computer is doing to me? I'm not superman. Sometimes the river of humanity that arrives at my home through the internet each day is depressing and overwhelming. I need to say “Halt enough!” and stumble out the door for fresh air. Other times it is a great possitve rush.
-- So I wanted, and am good at running a huge flea market. Garage sale antique store. I am a collector. I like to sell and deal. Buy sell trade. But I do not like keeping track of stuff. So. So if you were 'here' you'd see 9 buildings filled with boxes of 'stuff'. (the raw materials). Like a yard filled by the tons of truckloads of things under tarps. You want to know about what? Ha ha and ha again! Dream on! You go find it. Have fun! Tell me if you find it! Filled with lost treasures and nooks and crannies like a treasure map. Stuff I have not seen since the 70's. Stuff with the prices still marked I paid in the 70's. No you got to pay more then that! But how much more? I have to think. I might pull a number out of the hat. See how it fits. I do not even own a suit and tie. Nothing is under bright lights with a sticker on it on a shelf. Yulk! You have arrived. You are not at an ordinary store. You are at the source , where 'raw' is defined as still wet covered in mud. You have arrived at some place related to Star trek. You have met Indiana Jones. The man who can make it happen. For a price, I can find even the holy grail. You just have to make it worth my while. See 'problem' below
You like to look at the art? To me it is all self evident and needs no explanation, but so few 'understand' I need to spell it out. First money is not my God. I'm not between a rockand a hard place and never will be. Happiness and lack of stress is important. I could be busy fishing today. I'm the only one who does this kind of art. It sells. If you do not get it, someone else will, and no one else offers it. . I want it in the right hands. Next. I look at today and tomorrow. I do not turn around and study my past. Once finished I loose interest in the item. I forget. I make a new one. I quit counting 15 years ago when I got to 9,999 (one of a kind items) Where the item is I made yesterday I do not care. I have a good 500 finished items on hand at any given time. Sort of organized, but it might be in a box for shows, or in the tray it belongs in, or on consignment at a shop, or in for repair, or maybe I forgot, sold it, or gave it away. Rats. Some items are easier to locate . Some items sell so well I do not need to spend an hour looking for it because it will sell to the first person who sees it..
So the problem is this is a garage sale and antique store. Nothing is marked and it's in any one of 9 buildings. Not a problem if you find it and bring it to me and I look up and make up a number, and you are happy. But guess what! You find the picture, not the item itself and show me the picture or give me a description and want me to go find it! Ha! Under what tarp? Which building? What shelf in what building in what box? Guess what! If I ignore you I can work in the shop for $65 an hour. If I stop to go look for something for you, my income comes to a grinding halt because the customer is not paying no $65 an hour to chat and have me go look for stuff. As in “That's $10 plus the $65 lost time it took for me to go find it” Tell me all you want about how I need to be organized. Bla bla you are in the peanut gallery, in the bleachers, while I am in the ring with the bull. Step into the ring and I might listen. Even if you are in your own ring with your own bull and are my equal, it's a state of mind. It's not about inequality.
Each snow flake is unique. . Some focus on that, and some focus on the storm comprised of all the flakes working together. Meanwhile yup I probably have what you want. That means squat if I cant find it. Worse, some customers talk me into looking, then say “Thanks , not what I'm looking for have a nice day” What's wrong with this picture?
So I have no real rules, no minimum order etc. We'll see. Depends. If I'm busy, feel like it, like you, what the weather is like, and my opinion on if this is worth my time or not. All those cool pictures not in the shop cart? Teasers? Oh no not really. It's my resume, my portfolio, my references. Due to the volume of 'stuff;' going on I get to do repairs for museums, art collection value estimates for insurance companies, sometimes special orders for the rich and famous. It gives people ideas for a special order. It gives me credibility that I know what I'm doing. It's not talk, behold it is before you to see for yourself. Big buyers see my work and know I can turn it out, and some fly here to Nenana to see me and buy it by the truckload. One customer comes up from Japan once a year. We do not price it or mess around, we make a pile and I look at the pile and I make up a number. I just want it 'gone' so I have room for new cool stuff. But gone to my kind of people. He knows my prices are fair and we do not argue. I got 50 pounds of turquoise, you think I want to measure photo weigh each dinky piece? The decimal point has to get moved twice for that. On my art I have shops who say “Send me stuff” I accept returns. It all sells. I'm reasonable, fair. My prices are good, even if I make up a price at the spur of the moment my highest quote is half the completion's. Why argue? I can make a new one faster and easier then I can keep track of the last one. So in the big picture I make a living. I'm not rich, but it's my way, by my rules, when and how I want. Maybe I'm stuck up? An ego thing? Yea maybe (hmmm) But it's also a symptom of social problems that has to do with why a guy raised in the city would tune in and drop out to live in poverty listening to wolves. Why do we have to think value is in numbers or why cant we just look at something without having to own it? Maybe you are in a museum. Stop, stare, look, pause and smile. Why are customers irritated? So hey cut and paste me a picture if it's not in the cart! Who knows? Lets talk.
Since I was 5 years old I was known for my art. My metalwork style started out as a practical aspect of my life--of having to repair tools. A knife handle had to be made, gun stock fixed.. and this took time, with only primitive hand tools. I took pride in the work, and sometimes wanted to simply cover up the repair, so covered the repair, or designed the repair to look like 'something'-usually an animal. This was the beginning of my art-metal style, which I developed while alone in the wilderness . My first works were crude, and made of bullet brass, shovel steel, copper wire, but was the start of the 'mixed metals' concept. Eventually it lead to 'artwork' just for art sake, which I would trade for gas and supplies in the villages I passed through. I still do a lot of trading. For 25 years everything was totally by hand without any electricity, done by kerosene light. Now I still do the major cutting of designs with hand jewelers saw, but the finish work is done with hand electric polishers. This helps on the tedious
part. I use silver, copper, brass, bronze, gold.. and any other metal that looks interesting. I tend to specialize in birds and flowers, and do mostly necklaces. I combine the metals with 'things from the land' anything that might come from nature. I am always trying new things. I have recently been carving gemstones, which is challenging, and makes the work interesting- and got interested in 'casting' - to make my own custom caps on crystals, amber, opal etc.. I now also make my own blades for my knives, doing my own tempering.
Artist, specializes in authentic made skin Indian drums. Also medicine bags, various native crafts and materials. From Manitoba Canada. Reliable , authentic
One of the largest finished custom knife dealers in the world. Quality finished knives (Some of the makers get handle materials from me)
These are all sites of people I have done business with and know, who are reliable honest and have good products
Ancient design art, magical items, crystal work, renaissance, Celtic, knifes totems medicine items
Fossil rish in stone. Tables plaques with ancient fish and fossils Bob and Bonnie, a family operation. We meet up in Tucson every fossil show.
Bob makes great custom knives and buys materials from me a lot
Beadwork, necklaces using teeth claws bones done by Kristine.Her work is more feminine then mine, crisp clean neat. Her husband does nice custom wood furniture
Jim Behring makes some nice knives and has a well set up busy web site for those seeking refined well put together blades.,Many hidden tang using musk ox, fossil ivory and other exotic materials -- some of which he gets from me!
Out of business selling animal products
Left is the navigation web site map. Not in alphabetical order. Just scroll down and click on the topic of interest. Several main catagories to spot. About me. My art. My raw materials, book, shippping, prices, etc. Some pages when you get there will have subcatagories. My web site has 48 pages
Pictures from the homestead, houseboat life I lived for 25 years etc
An owl and I greet each other in the wilds. "Who are you?" Whooo whooo
This is my book, about getting dropped off in the wilderness at 22 years old having been raised on Walt Disney and deciding I wanted to be a mountain man. I walked out a year later - then built a houseboat to live on
My booth at the Fairbanks Alaska State Fair.
For other taxidermy type supplies- click on icon above
'Web words' shipping, prices, no pictures issues service trades special orders wholesale discounts, references, about me etc
Metal dragon that breathes propane fire. Picture taken at our state fair 8/11
Remember no more animal materials!
Info on overseas, shipping methods etc
Irene and I at the Tanana Alaska state fair
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