A native American Indian culture survives and thrives. Of Time and <strong>the</strong> Tiguas Turning <strong>the</strong> clock back 300 years would be quite a stunt for most people I know. For me, a man <strong>of</strong> my time and my city, it is a simple matter <strong>of</strong> taking a 10-minute drive from downtown El Paso to <strong>the</strong> Zaragoza exit <strong>of</strong>f I-10, and following <strong>the</strong> signs a couple <strong>of</strong> miles to a neighborhood called Ysleta. Driving that distance, I can feel <strong>the</strong> minutes slow down, and a different rhythm begins to engage me. When you make <strong>the</strong> trip, you will also feel time and culture fade slowly away as you come to a stop at <strong>the</strong> Tigua Indian Tribal Center. It's a rambling cluster <strong>of</strong> stuccoed, adobe buildings alongside an ancient white church with a heavy bronze bell and silver tower. Leaving your car, you will enter <strong>the</strong> pueblo Indians' world <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> 1680s. I make <strong>the</strong> trip <strong>of</strong>ten, partly because I relish <strong>the</strong> sense <strong>of</strong> occasionally escaping from my own time. To do it means changing not only my tempo; it means, well, changing my sights, my angle <strong>of</strong> vision. At Tigua, I have to slow down, to be able to see. Inside <strong>the</strong> Tribal Center's big wooden doors, I find to my right an up-to-<strong>the</strong>minute restaurant alert to <strong>the</strong> traveler's thirsts and hungers. To my left is a large store with new Indian pottery and bright turquoise-and-silver jewelry, most <strong>of</strong> it made by young Tiguas <strong>the</strong>mselves, some by o<strong>the</strong>r American Indians. If I were <strong>the</strong> usual tourist, glad to be here but already pressed to be somewhere else, I'd tip my hat to this shop as a place to check <strong>of</strong>f my list <strong>of</strong> gifts to bring home, and in 20 minutes be back in my car and onto I-10 again. Stopping only by <strong>the</strong> Tiguas' modern restaurant and shop, I would miss <strong>the</strong> greater pleasures and pr<strong>of</strong>its <strong>of</strong>fered through ano<strong>the</strong>r set <strong>of</strong> big doors leading into a sunny, outdoor arcade. In taking that o<strong>the</strong>r step, I leave behind <strong>the</strong> customs and trappings <strong>of</strong> my place and 46 November, 1981 Text and Photography by Joseph Leach my century. Here in a courtyard and dimly lit rooms opening onto <strong>the</strong> arcade, <strong>the</strong> Tiguas evoke <strong>the</strong> mud rooms under log and twig ceilings <strong>the</strong>ir forebears once occupied, and display <strong>the</strong> arts and <strong>the</strong> artifacts <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir past. As <strong>the</strong> displays suggest, that past partly begins in 1681; in ano<strong>the</strong>r sense, it begins much far<strong>the</strong>r back than anyone knows. According to history, <strong>the</strong> Tiguas came to this valley, forever renewed by <strong>the</strong> Rio Grande's brown waters, as a result <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> bloody uprising in 1680. It was <strong>the</strong> New Mexico Indians against <strong>the</strong> Spanish colonials living in Taos, Santa Fe and widely scattered haciendas and villages. When <strong>the</strong> Spaniards living near Isleta del Norte (<strong>the</strong> Tigua Indian pueblo just south <strong>of</strong> present-day Albuquerque) fled for <strong>the</strong>ir lives to seek refuge with o<strong>the</strong>r Spaniards in Paso del Norte (now Ciudad Juarez, Mexico), <strong>the</strong>y forced or willingly permitted some 400 Tiguas to come, too. Bringing <strong>the</strong>ir tribal paraphernaliamost significantly <strong>the</strong>ir tribal drum— <strong>the</strong>se Tiguas established <strong>the</strong>ir own community, Chiawipia. This land, situated a few miles downstream from Paso del Norte, was assigned by <strong>the</strong> Spaniards. The Franciscan padres helped <strong>the</strong>m establish a Christrian mission. That community survives as Ysleta del Sur, Texas, and its Indian heart is <strong>the</strong> present-day Tigua Indian Tribal Center. At least that is history's story <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir coming. According to <strong>the</strong> tribe's creation myth, <strong>the</strong> Tiguas began <strong>the</strong>ir earthly existence only 15 miles nor<strong>the</strong>ast <strong>of</strong> where <strong>the</strong>y live now, at Hueco Tanks (<strong>Desert</strong>, May, 1981), a rocky outcropping in <strong>the</strong> Chihuahuan desert. As a nomadic people eventually moving throughout <strong>the</strong> <strong>Southwest</strong> as buffalo hunters and warriors, <strong>the</strong> Tiguas, at one time, lived 150 miles north at Gran Quivira, one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> New Mexico saline villages (<strong>Desert</strong>, August, 1981). They <strong>the</strong>n settled at present-day Isleta del Norte which is along <strong>the</strong> Rio Grande about 60 miles far<strong>the</strong>r north. Thus, <strong>the</strong>ir coming south with <strong>the</strong> Spaniards in 1681 was not so much a beginning, but merely <strong>the</strong>ir arrival back home. Whatever <strong>the</strong> facts, reaching this rich valley land and desert hunting range spelled <strong>the</strong> Tiguas' cultural emergence as a settled pueblo people. In <strong>the</strong> centuries since—<strong>the</strong> Tigua community celebrates its 300th anniversary this year as Texas' oldest uninterrupted social identity—<strong>the</strong>y have held on to <strong>the</strong>ir fragment <strong>of</strong> earth against almost impossible odds. It is this compound <strong>of</strong> history and legend that <strong>the</strong> Tribal Center arcade presents to its visitors who come to observe and move on. In <strong>the</strong> courtyard grows a small vegetable garden, in land that historical fact labels <strong>the</strong> oldest continuously cultivated farm plot in Texas. Inside a brushcovered arbor, lies an ear<strong>the</strong>n dance area where young Tiguas now regularly present dances reminiscent <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> steps <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir ancestors. A separate museum building displays some <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> paraphernalia <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tribe's elaborate religious rituals (most <strong>of</strong> which are not seen by <strong>the</strong> public). As I move past <strong>the</strong>se various displays, <strong>the</strong>y slowly bring me up to <strong>the</strong> present. The final room along <strong>the</strong> arcade <strong>fea</strong>tures <strong>the</strong> sophisticated, au<strong>the</strong>ntically Indian pottery made by <strong>the</strong> Tiguas today. The Center's arcade and small garden say much about <strong>the</strong> Tigua people; but <strong>the</strong> Tigua Indian community nearby, a Above right: Herminia Silva directs, as bread bakes in <strong>the</strong> traditional outdoor adobe ovens. Below right: Young Tiguas, dancers and craftsmen alike, learn <strong>the</strong> ancient Tiwa language.
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