The faces of the old women
Are strong and sad.
They have lost children
To sickness,
To the icy waters
When a great bull walrus
Holed and sank the umiak.
Sometimes their men go out on the ice
To hunt seals
And never return.
Or die in a drunken brawl
In an Anchorage bar.
The old women survive.
They raise the children that are left
They split the walrus hide
For a new umiak
With skilled and careful fingers
And sew it to the frame.
Sometimes they dance
In the kashim
During the long, dark winter night.

Inuit Woman (1996) 

Wood Engraving

Dale DeArmond

Edition of 25

Edition of A/P: 2 (unnumbered)

Paper type: Archival quality

Image size: 4" x 5"

Hand pulled by the Artist at Sitka, Alaska on an Ettan etching press – 3/96.