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
Nice portrait.
ReplyDeleteHappy Friday
Thanks for linking to AFFF
Much♡love
I like how you caught his look of concentration and attention.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very cool portrait.
ReplyDeleteI wonder what he's contemplating. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteHmm, (contemplating new jigsaw) where to start? Sides or corners?
ReplyDeleteThoughtful
ReplyDeleteExpressive 👍🏼
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend 😄
Great portrait and expressively contemplative ~ thanks,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
clm ~ A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
I enjoy seeing your artworks.
ReplyDeleteVery good!
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