A band of Sioux warriors has come upon a wagon loaded down with contraband in Howard Terpning’s award-winning Whiskey Smugglers. The strangers talk and smile with their mouthsbut their eyes and their hearts are hard. The white man’s whiskey was a curse upon the People. It
induced an initial euphoric state like that experienced during a sacred vision quest. But there were no spiritual revelations . . . nothing at all but drunkenness and despair. The white man’s empty promises and treaties could rob the People of their land. His whiskey could steal their souls.
Available in the following editions
Signed by the artist
Giclée on paper
Image size: 24" x 36"
Receive your print fully framed and ready to display. Please call or email us for a custom framing quote.