Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Slim and Franke
Happy New Year
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
29 FACES CHALLENGE, DAY 16
29 FACES CHALLENGE, DAY 16 Joan Jett by EAGHL 2016 using permanent markers, metallic pen and oil pastels.