This is a portrait of my third cousin Zoe, that I created for Inspire Me Thursday's Altered Ancestor Challenge. By the time I was knew Zoe, she was sixty-four years old , deaf as a post, had ill-fitting dentures and a bushy shock of white hair that looked oddly like a mohawk. But this is what I imagine Zoe looked like back in the day. My mother was an only child born of a mother who had one brother. She was, however, raised with her first cousin Zoe, as though they were sisters. I remember the two of them as old ladies, chattering wildly and giggling like girls in my grandmother's kitchen. My mother says Ava and I are just like them.