Left: Bienfang Watercolor brush (magenta; also red on the collar), Pentel Pocket Brush Pen, Montana Acrylic Markers in various colors. (There's that lilac I mixed and love so much.) Dick watching TV while I sketched him on a page in a 9 x 12 inch Strathmore 500 Series Mixed Media wirebound journal.
"It's a '10-pieces-of-Dove-Day," I said, fishing three pieces of Dove chocolate out of the container in the refrigerator where I keep them. (I suppose I do this because I think there might be a freshness issue if I don't eat any chocolate for a few days, but we've never discovered that.)
"Do you ever read the wrappers?" Dick asked, as I settled into my chair in the TV room and lined the chocolate blocks up on my thigh. The nubbiness of my sweatpants prevented the foiled chocolate from sliding away.
I shook my head and flattened the wrappers of the blocks I'd just eaten and the one I was currently eating. I flatten the foil and then fold it up before tossing it into the trash.
"'Smile,'" I read off the first label. "F–k you," I tossed off in response to the sentiment.
"'Keep the promises you make to yourself,'" I read. I paused a beat and smirked, "F–k me."
"'Sing along to the music in the elevator,'" I read on the third label. I shrugged as I folded the foils, "F–k everyone else."
"Maybe we shouldn't have you read these any more," Dick suggested.
"Maybe we shouldn't," I shrugged again and we both laughed. I'd already lost interest in Dove, the wrappers, and the messages.
Note: There are a lot of 10-pieces-of-Dove-Days when you coordinate elder care, and LB won't let you incinerate the individuals who keep chucking obstacles in your way.
Below: For grins an enlargement of the nose and mouth which I think worked the best, and in which you can see the Magenta Bienfang Watercolor Brush Pen under sketch, the layers of acrylic markers, the white poster paint marker, and the PPBP black ink.