I spent most of my life knowing my grandmother was dying. She was the family I was closest too for the longest time. All of my significant family members spent most of my life in poor health. That is a trauma in and of it self. To love someone so fiercely and know that your time with them is limited. I used to wear her ring, and I still have a fondness for yellow roses even now. They were her favorite and always remind me of her. This piece was done in remembrance and acknowledgement of how significant she was and still is in my life.
acrylic, watercolor, charcoal, colored pencil, paper, wood panel, varnish
