Her eyes held the spring

This painting is a tribute to my grandmother a visual meditation on the invisible thread that ties generations together. It’s about more than just resemblance it’s about the echoes of past lives within us. The resilience, the grace, the unspoken lessons passed down not through words, but through presence. We are never truly separate from those who came before us. We are a continuation living testaments to their love, their struggles, and their dreams.