titanic
35×27, oil on canvas
There is a story in my family that one of my great grand mother or somebody like that should have been on the Titanic but had to delay the trip at the last minute, therefore saving the existence of all the family, including mine by definition. I guess every families have stories like that in some metaphorical closet or drawer. You bring it out sometimes and together you look at the pattern and feel the fabric. I guess that’s what family stories are for.
