MORNING NOTES & ROB
For over ten years Rob had two jobs, he worked in his studio in the day and at night would work in the local cinema. He rarely saw his wife so every evening she would write him a note before she went to bed, leaving it for him to read in the morning. The notes were written on anything to hand, the back of a gas bill, an old shopping list, often out-lining the small change of life – when to pick up the kids, what they should have to eat but always telling him that she loved and missed him. He kept every one.