About Nukiuk
The Writer

Hide your thumbs when walking past a grave and don’t whistle at the northern lights the elders of the village where I grew up always warned. 

And while I was always good about hiding my thumbs to keep the ghosts from stealing them I always whistled at the northern lights because I wanted to see the little people come down from them.

So  began my journey into the hidden worlds told of folktales. Through art and writing I'm always seeking to find new ways to bring these worlds to life. To show the world everything I ever wanted to see.

And like you I still searches for fairies in his back yard. I still believes in Santa Claus and I still search for ways to rescue the world from the ordinary.