Yet the red dancing figures exist.
From Red Dancers, in Underland: A Deep Time Journey by Robert Macfarlane
These painted figures are, then, Bronze Age peri-Arctic artworks, made in some of the harshest country in the world by hunter-gatherer-fisher people who moved along an isolated coastline, surviving there only by the gift of the Gulf Stream's warmth. Their lives would have been short, arduous, and might reasonably be thought to have left little space for the creation of art.
Yet the red dancing figures exist. From Red Dancers, in Underland: A Deep Time Journey by Robert Macfarlane
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