A portrait of my late Grandmother (Who I called Bubbe) who passed away August 3rd 2011 after her heart suddenly stopped. She was a third parent to my bother and I, a fantastic mother to her own two children and has been greatly missed.
I first saw the photograph this drawing was based off of at the Shiva my family held for her. I thought it said the most about who she was and promised to draw it in my style as a homage to her spending so much time with me drawing as a kid. We always drew together in pencil.
The title of the drawing is from this disgustingly emo song I listened to over the week or so my family spent deciding whether we could save her, or have to take her off life support.
We couldn't save her.
Maybe I'll write more later if I feel up to it.
"We knew it'd happen eventually..."
But we were not ready.