After many years in an abusive relationship, my good friends mother lost her life to her abuser. At her funeral, her beautiful and strong daughter sang.
She sings, ‘you’re now free, and fly and fly. I’m right here for you. I will always find you in my solitude. As I remain, a woman for you’. Wanting to make a pair of vamps for my friend, in remembrance of her mother, I asked her ‘what’s something that reminds you of your anaana?’ She responds “qupanuaqs” (snow buntings). I made these vamps with a qupanuaq freely flying through a snowfall because, the way my friend sees it, her mother is finally free to fly :’)
by Papatsi Anrango-Kotierk