Even in her absence, a woman lingers there, sucking away at your heart and sanity. Every -love- passed cripples and devours the soul.

This is my interpretation of 'The Vampire' by Edvard Munch. The original painting by Munch

This is indeed an interpretive dance, not a remake. Aside from style and the title, my biggest change was the reversed hair to background color composition. A redhead wouldn't be appropriate for my interpretation. I've always loved Munch's work and this is hardly a tribute or even an homage, it's just me visually commiserating with Munch's painting.