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Tyler, in Remember Me.
I originally meant to post it yesterday for the 10th anniversary of 9/11, but I had no time to finish it. Remember Me is a movie which still haunts me a year after, like few other movies have been able to do.

Watercolours, HB pen, ink pen, size: about A4

The excerpt below is from my blog about that movie - it's my yesterday post for the 10th anniversary of 9/11.

Sweet and fragrant like love and the long summer days, and full of old echoing griefs, sadness and melancholy, the Remember Me movie is like a mirror of life and death, of love and loss, of joy and grief. Like our lives, it reminds us that all these fleeting moments and our loved ones are all we have, and that it may be taken away, anytime, in the most brutal fashion. All we'll ever have are these precious moments of life, and their memories when they are gone forever.
Tyler is an imaginary character, but he seems so real that we suspend disbelief and embrace his fate and cry for him when he dies. Tyler gives a sweet, tender human face and voice to all those who were lost on that September day ten years ago. In Remember Me, statistics and numbers vanish. The collective tragedy, which tends to make human lives anonymous, becomes personal and real. Those of us the whole world over who saw the attacks from a distance and had no personal ties to the victims, or who are too young to remember, can now feel and understand, as if we had a lost a brother, a son, a lover, a best friend. No more numbers, but only the poignant memory of every single person who was lost on that day. As we follow the story of the young man who died in the Tower, of his life cut short, and listen to the whispering pages of his diary in the rubble, we remember everyone of those who, like him, were torn away forever from their loved ones on that day.
Through Tyler's voice, we can hear every single voice. We remember each of them.

Description
Tyler, in Remember Me.
I originally meant to post it yesterday for the 10th anniversary of 9/11, but I had no time to finish it. Remember Me is a movie which still haunts me a year after, like few other movies have been able to do.

Watercolours, HB pen, ink pen, size: about A4

The excerpt below is from my blog about that movie - it's my yesterday post for the 10th anniversary of 9/11.

Sweet and fragrant like love and the long summer days, and full of old echoing griefs, sadness and melancholy, the Remember Me movie is like a mirror of life and death, of love and loss, of joy and grief. Like our lives, it reminds us that all these fleeting moments and our loved ones are all we have, and that it may be taken away, anytime, in the most brutal fashion. All we'll ever have are these precious moments of life, and their memories when they are gone forever.
Tyler is an imaginary character, but he seems so real that we suspend disbelief and embrace his fate and cry for him when he dies. Tyler gives a sweet, tender human face and voice to all those who were lost on that September day ten years ago. In Remember Me, statistics and numbers vanish. The collective tragedy, which tends to make human lives anonymous, becomes personal and real. Those of us the whole world over who saw the attacks from a distance and had no personal ties to the victims, or who are too young to remember, can now feel and understand, as if we had a lost a brother, a son, a lover, a best friend. No more numbers, but only the poignant memory of every single person who was lost on that day. As we follow the story of the young man who died in the Tower, of his life cut short, and listen to the whispering pages of his diary in the rubble, we remember everyone of those who, like him, were torn away forever from their loved ones on that day.
Through Tyler's voice, we can hear every single voice. We remember each of them.