Honoring and celebrating my Chichimecatl heritage. Often throughout history/herstory we were pushed to deny our Native heritage. Throughout the Amerikkkas being white or having relation to European culture was deemed as being of "greater" and "better" class/status. Many abandoned their Native identity for many reasons, whether it was because they felt pressured to assimilate or as a way to survive the harsh conditions Native people faced. Tangamanga is the REAL and TRUE name of the region falsely known as "San Luis Potosi" today. My southern lineage is made up of the people who were known as "savage untamed dogs." The catholic missions and colonial government had a very hard time in assimilating my ancestors. Today we are in a place of rediscovering our sacredness through regaining our language, customs, traditions, and spirituality. The war paint I have on is very symbolic. My people decorated themselves in various colors for many reasons. It represented sex differences, distinguished what "clan" you pertained to, assisted them to cross the frontier from nature to culture, it represented their individuality and dignity. Red & black was for funerals and war while ceremony and rite of passage was celebrated in red. Not only was red and black important but yellow and white were also integrated. The colors were made with red ocher/ochre, black charcoal, yellow ocher/ochre, and white limestone. The symbols were believed to bring the attributes of such to the individual. All I am wearing was handmade by me. When we practice our customs we become in tune with our ancestral ways which creates an energy that leads us back home <3 A'ho!