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
OMGosh. Well done! I love how you handled the teeth. Great work on age too. Thank you for sharing with FFO.
ReplyDeleteHe looks a happy chappie
ReplyDeleteLooks like a jolly, good-natured sort!
ReplyDeleteThe following year, I was starting kindergarden.
ReplyDeleteLove your work - and River is right - he does look happy.
ReplyDeleteVery good
ReplyDeleteThat face came out fantastic. I can just picture the whole man, and his voice from it also. Have a super weekend.
ReplyDeleteNice sketche
ReplyDeleteThat is so well done! I like it a lot.
ReplyDeleteNicely done!
ReplyDeleteLove the expression.
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