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
I am in awe of how people like you who can sketch faces, anything! Your son certainly knew what to get you! I was born a MacBeath (pronounced "Macbeth") and memorized that quote when I was fifteen or sixteen. It still affects me deeply. I've tried not to be that idiot. Have a happy new year!
Great gift for you and well done!
ReplyDeleteI love how startled #1 and #3 look!
ReplyDeleteI love that you continue to draw.
ReplyDeleteOhhh I love your faces. You have such a fun way of drawing. Thank you for sharing with FFO and have a great day today.
ReplyDeleteGood to see you sketching :)
ReplyDeleteIt must be fun to be able to draw, I admire your talent.
ReplyDeleteLove your dogs! And you got a great present. Love the faces you made. Hugs, Valerie
ReplyDeleteFun faces today. Have a super start to your new year.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great gift. You draw/sketch well.
ReplyDeleteThanks River!
DeleteI am in awe of how people like you who can sketch faces, anything! Your son certainly knew what to get you! I was born a MacBeath (pronounced "Macbeth") and memorized that quote when I was fifteen or sixteen. It still affects me deeply. I've tried not to be that idiot. Have a happy new year!
ReplyDeleteI was not able to comment on your blog but I wanted to say thanks for the trip through Santa Fe and for sharing the abundant feast.
DeleteA fun gift! And you did well!!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year
hugs
Donna