Brummett Echohawk  (1922 - 2006)

sketch
My husband meet Mr. Echohawk one evening..... don't need to say where, many years ago. They sat at a table together, introduced themselves to each other, and spent the evening having quite a good time.
During part of this time, Mr. Echohawk sketched a picture of my husband on a Safeway( a store locally in Oklahoma) paper sack. Pretty unique w/autograph. We have it sealed in plastic and framed.

Memories of artist Echohawk.
As a kid growing up in OKC in the late fifties-early sixties, one of the pleasures I got was reading true stories about the old west from TRUE WEST and FRONTIER TIMES magazines. One thing I most vividly remembered about those magazines were the covers, inside sketches,etc. which were done by Mr. Echohawk. Fond memories indeed.

Brief but unforgettable..
That's how I describe my relationship with Brummett Echohawk. We met in 1981 I believe, in Goodland Kansas. They were having a pow-wow/parade there, and he also had his artwork for sale. We had an interesting conversation,and upon parting, Brummett was gracious enough to allow me to put money down on a portrait I had fallen in love with. I made a solemn vow to send the rest of the money and he in turn vowed to send me the portrait when he received the final sum. Time went by and the money always seemed to go for something else, but that portrait never left my mind, nor did the artist. I've always been curious about what finally happened to said painting..I wonder if Brummett was ever curious about what happened to his struggling patron? He probably sensed the futility of my good intentions and used my down payment for more art supplies!LOL
I hope the person who ended up with the portrait is really enjoying it, as I know I would!
Brummett Echohawk, you are missed.
Rain

Brummett Echohawk
I met Brummett Echohawk in Richmond, Virginia in the early 1970s. He was playing the role of Sitting Bull in a touring company performing Arthur Kopit's fantasy Broadway play, INDIANS at the Virginia Museum Theatre. We established a friendship that lasted until his passing. He drew me many times, and wrote wonderful letters. Although I now live in New Zealand, I was able to speak to him briefly not long before he passed away.

Brummett was a deeply spiritual man. Rich in his knowledge of the ways of the Great Spirit, the language of animals, birds and trees; he nevertheless always had his Bible close to hand and quoted from it freely. I believe he knew it by heart. When I stayed with him at his home in Tulsa, with his wife Mary, he showed me so many things-- how to get strength from a tree, how to call an eagle or a buffalo, how to place red and blue dots of paint in close proximity so as to make a painting appear to move and be alive. He made wonderful little gifts-- a pouch filled with evergreen and blue and red feathers, a morning star worked in beads, a bear's paw necklace, a string of red and blue beads. "Blue for truth, red for courage" he would tell me. His name for me was Chupi-tit Wahruxti-- Morning Star. he had a deep knowledge of he subtle workings of the universe and the galaxies, the power in stars and fire, light and sound, and the sky and the earth. He understood the deep sanctity of water, and enjoined me to drink water first thing in the morning, and to look at the morning star. "Then nothing much bad can happen to you."
He said that when two people had good, strong feelings for one another, then they had one heart. That one would always know when the other needed help, and that good thoughts and prayers heal. When he passed, I saw him in a dream. He asked me to light a good strong fire and burn some evergreen. This was done, along with a certain prayer and an offering. I am often aware of his subtle presence. His generosity, his talent and his great heart and spirit fly freely these days; for those who remember him with love ,he is closer than a breath away.

Brummett Echohawk
Brummett was a friend/aquaintence of mine. For those of you who knew him...you remember his love of reclusiveness. His favorite subject was his WWII days, which was also his intro into drawing.

The "Brummett" of Brummett-Echohawk
I was told once that my maiden name used to be spelled Brummett, and that one of my distant relatives was a Pawnee Native American Artist. I am so sorry to hear of his passing, and I would love to know where his name "Brummett" came from. The name I grew up with was "Brumit".

This is only because I have always been a lover of Native American art (spent many years in Phoenix), and would be so thrilled to think that Brummett-Echohawk might be part of my ancestry.

I am only interested in any info. anyone might have on this.

Thank you.

Echohawk
I purchased three inkings by an artist named Echohawk. No doubt one of this man,s family or kinfolk somewhere down the line. I would like to meet the artist, if anyone knows who it might be, and thank him for carrying on a wonderful legacy of art no doubt influenced by Brummett. This art has truly helped me over the last two years.

Echohawk Christmas cards
I purchased at a Estate Sale, an envelope sent to a gentleman from Mr. Echohawk. It had an introduction letter addressing the customer who wished to purchase the oil painting used on the cover of "Western Horseman" in 1953. The letter is on Echohawk stationary and signed by Mr. Echohawk. He also sent along 5 Christmas card samples and a postor of the oil painting the customer wished to buy. I started this research on Mr. Echohawk to see if his cards could still be purchased, but allas, I don't believe so.

Brummett's early work
In doing some research on author Mari Sandoz, I ran across some letters between her and Brummett Echo-hawk. It seems he did some illustrations for her back in the late 1950s--an article in Blue Book. They exchanged letters for awhile, and apparently he stopped in to visit with her in New York City. I wish I could've have met Mr. Echo-hawk, I know he must have been a wonderful man.

Brummett Echohawk
Brummett Echohawk was a very interesting man and he is missed. He used to come into my gallery to talk about his art and to tell stories of his war time experiences. We always took time to sit and listen. His art work can be found in public buildings as well as his many book and magazine illustrations. We miss him and his colorful personality.

Brummett Echohawk
Sadness clouds my spirits
today... In response to a letter I sent to Brummett 12/21/05 I received one of Brummett's LEANIN' TREE cards... inside a note from his newphew,Joel Echohawk, informing me that his uncle was in the hospital and slipping away. For the last 5 years I've had a yearning desire to visit Brummett in Oaklahoma... which is now an impossible dream. In response to a call I made to Joel this morning, I was informed of Brummett's passing.
Brummett and my father were close friends/blood brothers... and they are now joined in the heavens.

The passing of Brummett Echohawk
Brummett Echohawk and my Dad, Charles Johnson grew up together in Pawnee, Oklahoma, fought together in WW2,and told stories together many a night as Brummett painted. Sometimes a reel to reel player was recording their stories, almost always about the WAR. Brummett was a story teller, in his art and in his words or standing before a classroom of junior high students or on stage. I just learned of his passing tonight. I will miss him as will my father.

Brummett EchoHawk's Death
Brummett EchoHawk passed away on February 13 after a lengthy illness. His art is a lasting legacy to both his family and Indian people everywhere.

Brummett Echohawk
Echohawk painted many pictures of men and places in the Second world war, also pictures of men in the senate of United States. Paintings for the cover of Western Horseman Magazine. Had formal training.