This piece captures an intimate moment of quiet peace—my grandmother resting softly in the home my grandfather built for her, a place of love and security where she can grow old in comfort. She and my grandfather came to America together in search of a new life, and through the power of their love, they made that dream a reality. They built a home, a family, and a space where she could remain even after he was gone.
The bed transforms into a cascading waterfall, reflecting my deep fascination with the movement of water—its fluidity, its healing presence, and its universal connection to life. The flowing drips along the canvas edges extend this surreal transformation, embodying the way love, time, and memory ripple beyond physical space. While many elders are left to navigate their final years in solitude, she remains in the home that holds echoes of love, a space where she can still feel the presence of her partner and the family they built. Though she has shared that she sometimes feels alone, she is also deeply grateful to be surrounded by the memories of the love that shaped her life.