the forgotten bride

I realize that I haven't been true to the name of my blog of late.  My sunshiny Arizona pictures are less than goth cliche (unless you interpreted the desert as an endless tragic prickly field of death, hehe).  So, forgive me, and let me make it up to you with a sad little watercolor I made.  What oh what could be more forlorn than a forgotten bride, left to wither and wrinkle in her ragged ancient wedding dress?