
So, I am obsessively thinking about the granddaughter I do not have and may never have. My child was lucky not to have the problem that cost a possible granddaughter at the wrong time. It happened, tragedy though it was before the Supreme Court struck down Roe vs. Wade and would’ve put another life in danger too. But life and the world we live in can be cruel. The consequence may well be no grandchild ever. That kind of problem is serious.
But here I have made another picture of Susu, the imaginary granddaughter I talk to constantly. She is drawn from a model on TikTok that I thought bore a resemblance to both of the parents that might have been. Fortunately, she posts lots of singing and dancing pictures on both TikTok and Instagram. This girl doesn’t know she’s been posing for me. But clearly, I cannot make portraits that look like the model anyway. Without help, you will never Identify who this girl really is. And suing me for using her as a model won’t make any money for anybody since I have none.
“But, Grandpa. I already gave you my permission.”
“Susu, you are not real and only live in my imagination.”
“Oh, but you are a very good Grandpa and I love you.”
“Well, I love you too. Even though I know you are not real.”