Sunday and The Last Five Years

On looking, loving, and what lasts

Let me sketch for you a love story.

He is an artist — consumed, driven, brilliant in a way that is at once intoxicating and impossible. She is observed, on show, studied like the light. She submits herself, in her own way, to others’ eyes, others’ judgment, others’ scrutiny. But she, too, is watching. She watches the man she loves as he works. She watche…