I just read your fic contrapposto and I can't remember the last time I've felt this sad after reading a fic. I do have a thing for character death because the moving on part is always entertaining to read. Realizing that people has different ways of copping up with grief is always something to ponder on. What got me so bad is the link of certain architechtures with memories. Certain pieces with emotions. I hate that part because I do that. I pour my heart admiring a piece and that piece becomes one of my emotions. I'm not big on architecture but each turn, each curve, the surface turns into memories. I hate that part because I've stopped coming to certain places, avoided certain pictures, and started to yearn for the feel of certain things under my finger tips. But oh how do I love this story. How do I love the emotions so much. You are a great writer. I hope you write more.
Perhaps, Van Gogh would've painted more if he knew people would love him someday. Maybe he would've been kinder to himself if he knew people would adore him in the right time and that he was thoroughly loved. Kudos!