My Grandfather immigrated to America from the Netherlands in the 1920s. He passed away before I was born so I never had the chance to meet him but always wanted to see his home town. I heard it was a beautiful city full of kind people, amazing art, and delicious food – it did not disappoint. I’ll always be grateful for the opportunity to paint the streets he walked on, explore the neighborhoods he enjoyed, breathe the same air, and return home with the ultimate memento.