Multi-media.- watercolors, branding, solder, acrylic, and ink on paper.

Years ago when my Nana passed I was heavily into meth and I smoked at her wake. I did not speak of her life or impact on me there and my silent Papa cried in my arms that day. She was a potter, a sculptor, and she supported me in every way she might. That night I tried to remember her not with my absent memories but by putting everything I had into this painting. I miss you Nana