The Five Sensitive Portrait

The smell of an iron on linen again reminds me of my grandmother. I did this with my husband as an exercise. It was so fun. My grandparent who just died to partly to hold on to memories. And then also because my children are too young to have a memory of this family member. This is a way to really make this person concrete and really to convey, you know, just like what it was like to be with them.