Art & Drabble: November

[sigune]

My entry for the Pure-Blood Prince Fest at e_prince_snape, and cross-posted there...

Title: November
Author/Artist: sigune
Rating: G
Pairing(s)/character(s): Eileen Prince (& Tobias Snape)
Challenge: Pure-blood Prince fest. My prompt was #63, "photograph".
Summary: In November 1959, Tobias Snape gets it into his head to take a photograph of his wife.
Warnings: none whatsoever.
Notes: I signed up for art, but ended up writing a 100-word drabble alongside it :).

November

When he entered the house whistling, Eileen groaned. He had fixed the thing, as he had said he would. She knew there was no escape now.

“Go on, into the light with you!” Tobias ordered, triumphantly waving the old camera at her.

“Sentimental nonsense,” Eileen muttered; but she hoisted herself out of her chair, and pulled on a coat and hat against the crisp November cold.

Once outside, watching her husband fidget with the camera, she could not stop a faint smile of amusement from curling her mouth. Very well, then. But she refused to look at the stupid birdie.

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Comments

[potioncat1.livejournal.com]

What I really like, is the line under the picture, "Our Eileen, November 1959" That is very sweet. Oh, of course, I like the art too! I think the reflection was a great idea. The "photo" is so bright, it contrasts nicely with the scene in the window.

I'm glad you wrote the drabble...haven't seen enough Snape fics from you lately!

As for the yelling man...there's quite a few fans out there who think it was either Eileen's brother or father.

[sigune.livejournal.com]

Heh, writing... I think I'm doing too much writing for work right now; pictures are the only way to relax. I don't think I'll be doing some real, longer ficcing until my RL writing is done :/. But this picture happened to prompt a drabble, and 100 words I could manage ;P.

The reflection was tricky - somehow I was convinced that glass would shine or something, and that I could use white spaces to suggest a shiny surface, or something of that kind. But then I looked around and saw that it just reflects stuff, though in more muted tones. So I painted the mill in grey rather than the black I'd been planning, and actually that does work just fine with the rest of the picture - I got Eileen in the spotlight and the mill prominently present, but sort of ... less powerful at the moment. Or something XD.

I do think the yelling man is Tobias, primarily on account of a) the scene and b) the nose. I just like to make up a story in which his yelling has nothing to do with drink or abuse ;).