I just found my grandfather's painting easel. He passed before I was born. I'll try to bring paint and a canvas the next time I visit the place so I can paint on it. There's also a little coffee table he had beside him whole he worked where he placed his paint and coffee mug. It'll be here still when I get back.

I feel like by also being a painter, I have a personal connection with him, that I'm continuing a family tradition. I do wish I got to learn from him, or simply watch him do his thing