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This is my father’s mother, Grandma Garrett. We called her “Grandma”. My other grandmother died when I was only eight and she lived far away, so I did not know her very well at all. This grandmother lived only 30 minutes away, and I knew her better. Grandma GARRETT was a very resourceful, hard-working and creative woman. She was born in 1893 and actually got an art degree from Valparaiso college in Illinois. Her specialty was geometric China painting with gold paint and other colors. She taught her four children art principles and they did a bit of print, making and pottery and other art lessons. Grandma had a very sharp mind and a rather sharp tongue at times. She was definitely a Yankee, and we all lived in Texas at the time, and I was used to a more southern and sweet personality. She was not physically, affectionate, but she was very interested in us, and did love us. My father said that I was the most like her of all the four children he had. He had a rather contentious relationship with his mother, but I told him “thank you for the compliment!

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My mother-Alisa her first grand daughters -Inbal and her grand grand daugther-Alma.

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Hi Beth just stumbled across your lovely substack and i am also an introvert! It is nice to find a zoom sessiom thats workable in my timezone😀 so ill give it a try today! These Nepalese grandmas are not mine, but they are so colorful and full of character that I had to take pics of them!

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These are my grandparents, probably in the 80s . She looks so annoyed at my granda lol! That's because he was annoying. But she was so beautiful, and cool, and funny. She died 15 years ago and I still miss her. She was my favorite person in the world.

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Not my grandma, but I was stopped at a traffic light and this woman was crossing the street. I grabbed a few photos of her because I thought she’d make a great drawing subject

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Not my grandma, but I was stopped at a traffic light and this woman was crossing the street. I grabbed a few photos of her because I thought she’d make a great drawing subject

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Grandma age 65. Loves long walks and her little dog. Was ill with ME/CFS for many years but much better now and has more energy for her two grandchildren. The young lives add to her well-being and they love her so much.

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It’s such a tender time for me, as I reflect on her passing and the painful year that led up to it. She was battling cancer for the last year of her life, but that in turn inspired a routine for us to take turns visiting her with increased frequency. My best memories of her as an adult are long, lazy Sundays at her house, sharing meals and memories as the tumor under her left thigh grew bigger and bigger and bigger. Despite knowing her time would come, it was still the biggest blow I’d ever felt, the first real taste of grief I’ve experienced in this lifetime. I feel so grateful for it, now — to have known her love, and to have felt it so profoundly that I had something to lose when she was gone. I love you, Ma Ma. I will make art in your memory. — Gwen Yi @theasianastrologer

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The cake theme was The Lion King, but I have no clue why it included palm trees.

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Growing up, my sister and I didn’t have grandparents. My parents are from the south and are in an interracial couple. No one approved. So we grew up making the most of family time as a unit of four. Here’s a photo of me blowing out my birthday candles with my sister cheering me on, excited to finally eat a slice of cake. (If I was “lucky,” some years I’d get a birthday card in the mail with $1 inside from my mom’s folks.)

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My Nani is 101. She lives with my parents and has done since she was in her 80s. An amazing woman, widowed at 40 with three young girls to bring up on her own, she moved them back to her mother's home. Up until last year she was sending me emails from her iPad and liking posts on Facebook. She's slowing down mentally now, but still physically quite able. I miss her and hope to go see her next year. I'm fairly sure she'll still be there 💛

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This is actually my mum, but now rhat I have children she has become a grandmother and not anymore so much a mother.
She's 90 now, 17 when this photo was taken.
Her name is Caridad.
@nataliaizardart

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My Nanna, Avril, no longer with us. She was very glamorous in the 50's and spent her later life living in Singapore, Kenya, Cyprus and Spain. Many health issues and when she died she donated her body to medical science!

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Granny Queenie died when I was 12 but by all accounts she was sharp as a tack and great at giving advice. She once fell down the stairs and broke her neck and had to wear a neck brace for 2 years!

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My grandmother Angeleta turned 88 on May! It was a great party and she seemed very happy! 🥳 I call her "iaia" that means grandma in Catalan 🥰💖💖💖

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My grandmother Angeleta turned 88 on May! It was a great party and she seemed very happy! 🥳 I call her "iaia" that means grandma in Catalan 🥰💖💖💖