A Brother, A Mom and A Grandmother

With all the routine of daily schedules I often don't lift my head enough to see the multi-generational spectrum in which we walk. Today is Mother's Day and it coincides with my brother Charlie's birthday and the passing of my grandmother, Franny. Three generations to celebrate the life of, to marvel at the continuity of life and to grieve for the company that will no longer be with us. The impression that my grandmother left on all of us cuts deep - not only for her epic determination, her mental fortitude, her community engagement, her art collection, her support for 62 years of students passing through her class, her ability to lasso an extended family of 30+ for holidays and trips and her Christmas card that went to her 1,500 closest friends, but also for all the experiences she helped enable through her grandmother 'scholarships.' 

A portrait in paint:

A portrait of a young Franny

And a portrait in video