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
Very nicely done. I do love your art style. Thank you for sharing it with FFO.
ReplyDeleteYou have some great faces that join your Friday Face Off.
DeleteWell done. What a unique idea.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I did this several years ago when I was creative. Now I'm just old.
DeleteIt is a fun - and clever - drawing. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThank you EC. I always appreciate your comments.
DeleteI like this
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine. I am loving your drawings of your nieces.
DeleteVery clever idea!
ReplyDeleteThanks Joe. I think it was for one of the 29 Faces for Ayala Art and I was behind so this counted as four. LOL
DeleteYou see in the clouds what i wish i could see!
ReplyDeleteThat is because I used to live in the clouds when I was younger.
DeleteThis is great! You are very artistic.
ReplyDeleteThat is kind of you to say Kay. Thanks.
DeleteUnique, original, and a pleasure to see!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Bill.
DeleteThis is great. You really did capture the essence of each president. hugs-Erika
ReplyDeleteThank you Erika. I believe each president can be identified just because of their place on the hill.
DeleteStunning, Granny Ann ... love your choice of subjects :)
ReplyDeleteAndrea @ From The Sol