At Grandmother's House

Grandmother’s house was never just a place. It was a gathering point, a memory keeper, a whole world tucked behind a screen door and the smell of something cooking slow on the stove. In this piece, LaKeem captures that familiar scene many of us grew up in: cousins packed together, lined up for a picture nobody really wanted to take, but everybody knew would matter one day.
 
Some stand tall and proud. Some lean into one another. Some smile like they have a secret. One child in the back drifts into his own world, as kids often do when surrounded by the loud joy of family. The porch, the fence, the plants trying to climb their way into view all speak to a time when life felt full even without anything fancy.
 
At Grandmother’s House is about the roots that raised us. It is about the houses where you had to speak up loud, where every adult had the right to check you, where cousins became your first friends, and where the stories of the family were passed down without anyone ever calling it history.
 
Through this ink drawing, LaKeem honors the comfort and chaos of those days. The laughter. The closeness. The unforgettable warmth of a grandmother’s presence holding the whole family together.