Fire

My parents' house caught on fire last week. They have a large house filled with many collections. Though the fire didn't spread far, the smoke did, covering everything in a layer of sticky, smelly black soot. Walking in the front door is like walking into a nightmare or horror movie.

The only saving grace of the whole thing is my parents' wonderful neighbors who have been incredibly kind and generous, providing them with a place to sleep and lots of food, as well as emotional support. Thank goodness for kind people!

I did this quick watercolor sketch from memory my second night there. The hallway walls where the soot is dripping down in streaks were the most upsetting to see.