It’s been a sad week. On saturday 21st of january, merely 24 days before celebrating an entire century on earth, my grandmother passed away. She was born during the first world war. She survived the third bombing of Merelbeke Station during the second one while my grandfather was taken POW to Germany. Having literally lost everything, they had a successful life together, raising two daughters and building a business. I have nothing but love and respect for these people and I’m grateful they stayed in fairly good health for such a long time. As a final farewell, I decided to paint their portraits this week, celebrating their lives and honouring their legacy.