In this collage I pay tribute to Edar Allan Poe and his "Annabel Lee". I tried to concentrate on the lighter, positive memories of Annabel's life. For that poem is so beautiful that her memory still lives on and, in that sense, she is immortal What can one expect from life after being so loved and cherished for?
Here Bella takes her place as a woman-child, still playful and full of hopes and expectations. She seems to turn her head back, either to her poetical past or to her beloved who may be arriving to play with her and whispering her name. Behind we have what looks like a window but may also be a painting, representing that elusive kingdom by the Sea. Stars cover her dress and the floor and the sea behind her, being also reflected on her tearful eyes.
