Louisa Angugatsiaq Tungilik was my beautiful mother. She was beautiful externally and in her heart.

One of her great abilities was to sew Inuit traditional clothes. When she sewed caribou skin clothing, her stitching was so fine it looked only like a fine line where her seams were. Her waterproof kamiit were exactly that, waterproof.

She came from a line of perfectionists, and she was no different. I… Continue reading

Sananguaqti was my dad Marc Tungilik`s nickname. His friends called him that and that translates to `The Carver`.

Marc Tungilik was known throughout the community as Sananguaqti, many in Repulse Bay (Nauyaat in Inuktitut), Nunavut that was, though just his friends called him that.

My dad carved every where. He carved indoors when there would be less dust from when he was sanding and polishing. He carved outdoors… Continue reading

Marc Tungilik was a great carver of Inuit lifestyle, simply because he lived it.  Since birth I have heard the sound of hacking, chipping, sawing, filing and sanding. They were very much a part of our everyday sound around our home when he was carving.

He took the Lord`s Day to heart so Sundays and Holy Days were his rest days.

The way our dad made sure we always had something to… Continue reading

The Inuit of the Canadian north are one tough race of people. Living in an environment that can reach the maximum coldness of -65 degrees Celsius with the wind chill factor.

During the years before the arrival of explorers, the Hudson Bay Company, RCMP and the missionaries, all clothing the Inuit wore were made of fur. After all that’s all that was available at the time.

Even the

Growing up in the iglu days, one had to aniyaaq, it`s a gesture taken by all Inuit to wake up early in the morning and dress as quick as possible to then continue to go outside. It is expected of you to do so as soon as you have learned to walk. It was strongly believed by Inuit this tradition made giving birth an easy and short delivery. This… Continue reading