Santa Fe Living Treasures ‚Äď Elder Stories
Born in 1917, Rose began working in clay in her teens. "Through the years, experience makes you good," she said. Raised by her grandmother Lupita, a midwife and medicine woman, Rose did not find out until her grandmother's death, when Rose was thirteen, that Lupita was not her mother. "Growing up was hard in those days," Rose remembered, "because we were so poor. She was the midwife, so when she went out to deliver a baby, we'd get food in exchange."
At eighteen Rose married Michael Naranjo, a Southern Baptist minister. They lived in Taos for twenty-seven years, and Rose did missionary work alongside her husband, throughout the Southwest. They had been married fifty-nine years when he died in 1994. Raising her family kept Rose busy. "In my day, the pueblo is children," she said. "And housework." At last count, she had thirty-four grandchildren. "I have lots of them. I don't count them anymore." And at age eighty, Rose was still making her extraordinary pots, "when I need to pay bills."
Rose's spiritual link to the pottery is very strong. With "good intention," her pots become an expression of her spirit, their making divinely guided from the digging of the clay to the firing, which she calls the "Judgment Day."
Please see Volume 1 for complete text.
Photo ¬©1997 by Joanne Rijmes
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