They are beautiful photos, I loved seeing my grandmother in her town, seeing how her life was …
I am sure that if I had lived at that time we would have become friends. I started to think about what that would be like, to live with her at that time, so to have a clearer idea I started to paint them digitally, color them. Nor did I intend for them to be realistic, I liked how they were with that touch of falsehood, of imagination. Your brain tries to imagine the colors but you don’t get to see them.

A few days ago I found some pictures of my grandma when she was young.

«we probably would have been friends»