An illustration series
Every time I revisit the city I was born in, I live under my grandparents' roof. For short moments in life, we are able to have exchanges and integrate our lifestyles together. They are a generous old couple, but some of their acts of kindness translate to hidden pressure, embarrassment and guilt. These comical drawings are my reliefs, and a way to show them my perspective.
Nobody's grandparents are perfect, but through communication I hope to spend more quality time together. Old habits die hard, and die real old, too.