Old pencil portraits
Old pencil portraits
Favorite lines from Hamlet by W. Shakespeare
The question for him was whether to continue to exist or not – whether it was more noble to suffer the slings and arrows of an unbearable situation, or to declare war on the sea of troubles that afflict one, and by opposing them, end them. To die. He pondered the prospect. To sleep – as simple as that. And with that sleep we end the heartaches and the thousand natural miseries that human beings have to endure. It’s an end that we would all ardently hope for. To die. To sleep. To sleep. Perhaps to dream. Yes, that was the problem, because in that sleep of death the dreams we might have when we have shed this mortal body must make us pause. That’s the consideration that creates the calamity of such a long life. Because, who would tolerate the whips and scorns of time: the tyrant’s offences against us: the contempt of proud men: the pain of rejected love: the insolence of officious authority: and the advantage that the worst people take of the best, when one could just release oneself with a naked blade? Who would carry this load, sweating and grunting under the burden of a weary life if it weren’t for the dread of the after life – that unexplored country from whose border no traveler returns? That’s the thing that confounds us and makes us put up with those evils that we know rather than hurry to others that we don’t know about. So thinking about it makes cowards of us all, and it follows that the first impulse to end our life is obscured by reflecting on it. And great and important plans are diluted to the point where we don’t do anything.
- modern english translation from NoSweatShakespeare
fuck socializing i’ll be in my room reading the complete works of shakespeare
[ID: a black and white digital doodle of Hamlet, Act 1 Scene 5 Line 8-9. There is Hamlet’s father as a transparent floating ghost, saying “get ready for revenge once you hear this” and Hamlet below him, replying, “wot”. End ID]
take a wip as my apology for chadlet
Hamlet - Act IV, Scene V (Ophelia Before the King and Queen), Benjamin West - 1792
I think this photo study is about as finished as it's going to get! Based on a still of Mariah Gale as Ophelia in the 2009 Hamlet production.
[ID: A digital painting of a woman holding a large bouquet, in partial shadow, backlit by a pale blue light.]
colored the sketch!
"To sleep, perchance to Dream; Ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come"
- William Shakespeare
so anyway, y'all ever fail an assignment in your favorite class and feel the world crashing down around you as you realize you're not actually an expert on the one thing you genuinely loved and thought you were good at and suddenly it's the only thing you can think about and you can't move past it because you crave validation from your teachers and you need everyone to believe you're perfect at everything you do because yeah
The Death of Ophelia, from Shakespeare's Hamlet by John Austen (1922)
AU where everything is the same except John and Henry do a couples costume for Carnival and dress as Horatio (John) and Hamlet (Henry).
I drew this bc I am in desperate need of more Bridgens/Pelgar content.
(And because the thought of John saying to Henry “Goodnight, sweet prince / And flights of angels sing thy to rest” on his death bed just kills me)
Ivy, Art History, shows us art based on Shakespearean plays in "Hamlet"
In my Shakespearean Afterlives class (which I’m loving!), we are reading through and discussing Shakespeare’s Hamlet. We are talking about how one has never truly seen Hamlet for the first time, as references from this iconic play have seeped into pop culture so much that we’ve all experienced it in some form or another. For instance, the line “To be, or not to be? That is the question” was…
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Photo study in progress! :) Based on a still of Mariah Gale as Ophelia in the 2009 Hamlet production.
[ID: An incomplete digital painting of the bust of a woman, backlit by blue light.]
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
Drew a Hamlet while listening to Ignorance by NateWantsToBattle
Hamlet sketches because I love Hamlet
the only way to make living bearable is to romanticize it I guess
Hamlet: Do you see nothing there?
Queen Gertrude: Nothing at all; yet all that is I see.
(Hamlet Act III Scene IV)
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