nox by anne carson au where dave dies and rose puts together a collection of little scraps of him as elegy, interviews from his widower, old photographs with their mother, his own polaroids of his past lovers, poetry & paintings that remind her of him, analyzing the sentences in their last few conversations like she’d been asked to translate them, because in the end when all’s said and been done it’s only a sister who picks up all the pieces
Okay I cheated, I did this months back like before my Maths EOYs exam. I just touched it up today because I really didn’t have time to draw anything or to post the requests (done in traditional which needs to be photographed in the day with good lighting) (I had an event which lasted the whole day)
Where does the light come from? From the power of Dave’s love idk