36 x 24”
oil on stretched canvas in custom frame
In the summer of 2018, before we moved to Boulder, Colorado, my partner’s family hosted a going-away party for us at their farm. My grandmother (in her mid-nineties) was able to attend and, upon arrival, presented a small box and blue envelope to me. The box contained a few of my uncle's possessions: a scarf, a pair of suspenders, a tie clip. The envelope contained a two-page handwritten letter on lined paper, which briefly detailed a lineage of the name “Martin” in her family, as well as my late grandfather’s efforts and experience in earning his Bachelor of Science degree and becoming an educator.