My grandmother, we call her “Nannie”, was born in Waynesville, North Carolina in 1932. She’s been kicking butt ever since. This is probably the painting I’m most proud of. I remember getting the facial features and hair just like I wanted immediately. But the background was a struggle and hard-won. This painting embodies southern hospitality and maternal protection. My Nannie always has a batch of pancakes at the ready near her griddle and some political show on full blast in the other room. She’d be yelling at the screen and quoting VP Joe Biden or someone similarly liberal and then coddle over you like you were the only grandchild in her universe. I love this “Strong and Soft” woman.