All I have are 4-6 messages a day and that's what I have to get by with. When I'm concerned I don't have to chance to talk and see where your mind is at and hear your voice and feelings. I have to read between the lines or assume everything is okay. And in our past when you pull back and aren't expressive with your feelings that usually means something is wrong. So today I went all about it wrong.
Acrylic painting on vintage paper. About the paper : I buy on car boot sale or second-hand store some old french book printed from 1860 to 1930 for the remarkable quality of the paper. It has a good thickness, it is sometimes laminated, and usually it is made from hemp or cotton. Furthermore, touched by the time, each sheet is unique. A little bit yellow, usually with some brown spot, it also release the smell of old that I like.