Working on an acrylic painting over a print, a portrait of my husband, some folk stamps and a medieval love poem: "You are mine, I am yours, you should be sure of that. You are locked in my heart, lost is the key, you shall always be inside." Size: 8x12"
On Friday afternoon, I started rotating. An attack of vertigo, my form of Migraene. I tried a tranquilizer, but it did not work more than "I still have the vertigo, but I don't care". My husband took care of me in the best way you can imagine. Shopped, cooked meals. I had to ring my brother whose birthday we wanted to celebrate on Saturday, and call off. We'll be going there another day, maybe next weekend. I was quite disappointed, I missed an opportunity to see my nieces and nephews and grandnieces. WHY JUST NOW?? -- The vertigo was gone last night, I'm okay now.