I haven't been on my blog the last few days as my grandmother (Oma in Dutch) passed away. She was an amazing 98 and lived through two world wars, migrated to Africa and then Australia but her heart was always in Holland. My Grandfather (Opa) was a fashion designer for mens clothing in Holland and when he migrated to Australia he worked for Trent Nathan an Australian fashion icon as a leading fashion designer and cutter, my Oma was a potter (ceramic artist as they are called today) and a mum she has taught me so many Dutch traditions that i hope to pass on to my children. My Oma from my Dad's side is one of the reasons why I am going to Paris, her portrait is in the louvre, when she was young her portrait was painted by a famous dutch artist and due to family issues the artist was never revealed but I have a picture of the portrait so i'm hoping armed with my photo I may be able to track down the history and whilst i have been told the portrait is perhaps archived they will be able to find it and even produce a canvas copy for me, well fingers crossed! Any-way all I can say is life is so precious and our grandparents are so filled with wisdom and amazing stories that given the time to listen are so of most most cherished memories.