Yes, I recognize old men is an odd category for the letter “O”. But there’s nothing that warms my heart more than seeing a happy grandpa on a park bench eating an waffle ice cream cone on a sunny spring day. Nothing breaks my heart more than seeing an unwanted grandpa shoved into a corner of a nursing home to rot in silence and isolation.

So, I like to paint them.

I like to paint old men with scruffy hair and stories in their wrinkles. It’s my way of taking them out of isolation and giving them a waffle cone.