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,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year
Monday, February 08, 2016
ME TOO
29 FACES, DAY 8
Beginning digital paint
Day 8 of 29 Faces ME TOO by EAGHL 2016 digital paint #29faces
Love these faces! I went back and looked at all of them. (I've been away from the computer for a few days - family stuff - so I'll try to keep up now!)
This is cool! You have some funny faces here, they made me smile, thanks!
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite so far.
ReplyDeleteI may have asked, but do you know these people?
ReplyDeleteThis has made me smile today :)
ReplyDeleteLove the expression. By the end of this you'll have a collage of your markering masterpieces! That's always fun.
ReplyDeleteLove these faces! I went back and looked at all of them. (I've been away from the computer for a few days - family stuff - so I'll try to keep up now!)
ReplyDeleteI am in awe. Again.
ReplyDeleteI drew this looking at an old profile photo of me. I did not have on my wig or my glasses in the picture.
ReplyDeleteI would never have guessed.
ReplyDeleteSo many great scetches! Glad you're back at ti-
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