Grandma and I

Upon arriving back to Grandma's house from Tibet, I wanted her to paint me some mountains. To be honest, it was more of an excuse to have my grandma's painting and writing with me forever. My grandmother has never painted before. My grandfather passed away before I was born. He was a calligrapher. I like to think of my grandma's careful painting of mountains as a remembrance of my grandfather as well. I'm not so sure why. Anyways, I like how she signed her name afterwards, too. A true master :)