I started this painting as a Victorian vampire bride while I was dating my husband 6 years ago this summer. I remember working on it while talking to him on the phone in the hot attic studio. I was bribing myself to actually finish it by making frequent trips to Michaels to buy lurid alizarin and sparkling copper. I knew she had copper hair because copper hair was rare and boys used to admire it in that annoying gauntlet they form outside of the church doors on Sunday. She was embarrassed and used to run away.
The reasons I decided to draw this in the first place were because her dress would be simple and comparatively modern compared to medieval and religious saints. And because I could make sense of the flower bouquet the vampire bride was already holding becoming lilies. In the story she appears to the boy who murdered her because he was obsessed with gross images in magazines and she refused to go along with him when he wanted to do stuff with her. He stabbed her 14 times and so she appeared after she died from the wounds to him in a dream with 14 flowers to show that she had forgiven him. He was sorry and changed his life.
Last December I took it out to finish. Over Christmas my husband bought some lilies for the table. I counted every bud and wilted bloom and it equaled 14! Just like it the story. A sign that I needed to finish the painting! And I did.