I have this twisted obsession with tragic love stories. The title of this piece is based on a quote from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet,
“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
This piece illustrates my the lyrics to my favorite song Remembering Sunday Remembering Sunday. The lyrics tell the story of a boy looking for a prostitute he fell in love with after one night. He goes from house to house with her photo, trying to find her, haunted by her memory. The song ends with a girl singing an apology for leaving him by suicide.
The backdrop for these illustrations are the pages of a short story written by O. Henry, The Furnished Room. In this story O. Henry tells of a boy looking for an actress he fell in love with in Greenwich Village. He goes from apartment to apartment in search of her. In the last room he stays in he looses his grip on sanity because he can sense and smell her everywhere. He kills himself. The story ends with the hotel owner discussing how odd two suicides should occur in the same room two nights in a row. The boy's love had killed herself in the same room the day before.
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