my creation

Amma's hands trembled as she filmed her first digital artwork, a mandala inspired by Srirangam's temple corridors. Years in America had dimmed her connection to home, but creating kept her tethered to memory. Her granddaughter suggested monetizing through crypto—small daily earnings, unpredictable yet hopeful. Each payment felt like forgiveness from a younger generation reclaiming what distance had stolen. The comments overwhelmed her: fellow diaspora members recognizing their own yearning in her brushstrokes. Families separated by oceans finding themselves together again through her creation. In teaching others this art, Amma rebuilt the bridge home, one pixel at a time.