I've slightly modified the scenario for Nelligan. In the following sequence when the poet is dying, I've replaced the psychedelic aspect of the narrative with a more emotional approach. I think the story naturally drifted towards this anyway. Seeing the poet die is to me like seeing art die and there had to be a moment of reflection. The similarities between the life of Nelligan and the situation in which the art world finds itself today are striking, especially in the current political context.