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
He has a good taste of the cloth colors 😄
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderfu upcoming February 😘👍🏼
He's got a thoughtful look.
ReplyDeleteVery good
ReplyDeleteHe's looks like he's got a lot of character.
ReplyDeleteThat's a darn good drawing!
ReplyDeleteHe looks a bit like he doesn't want his thoughts interrupted. It's a good drawing.
ReplyDeleteDoes he takes a side job of being Santa.
ReplyDeleteHe's a handsome guy. Maybe a little cranky but I hope not. Have a wonderful start to February.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful, Annie. You've captured his essence. Something about his expression draws me to wondering what he's thinking.
ReplyDeleteThe old chap looks like someone I would like to get to know.
ReplyDeleteThis guy looks so familiar to me. Well done on every aspect of this drawing. Thank you for joining FFO.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done!
ReplyDeleteNice work granny
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