But it is light that counts above everything. Not colored light, but color that gives off light–radiance! — Robert Motherwell, 1915-1991 I received a phone call this morning at 4:00 am & it was my sister telling me that my 91 year old Mom had fallen & had just been rushed to the hospital. I dressed quickly, cancelled my classes for the day, ordered a coffee at Tim Hortons & drove down to be with her. Two broken ribs, probably a head concussion & alot of dizziness, she is still there but that is the best place for her at the moment. As she fell asleep a few times, I took out my small Moleskine Sketchbook & drew the people surrounding the Emergency Ward. Difficult to capture people when they keep moving non stop. Sleep well Mom. Paper: Moleskine Sketchbook Pen: Pigma Micron 01 Location: Valleyfield Hospital.