St. Catharines, ON

One summer when I was ten, my grandmother and I spent several weeks painting this together. She patiently instructed me, and this is the painting we finished together. It’s the only painting I have ever done. She became sick and died less than a year after we completed it. It sat in storage for many years at my parents until one day about five years ago, a box arrived from my parents which contained some of my childhood things. Seeing this painting brought back so many memories of my grandmother and the time we had spent together. This painting is now on my kitchen wall and reminds me of her every day.