
Here's a pile of skulls I drew.
I really, really wanted to make an ossuary after I learned what that is, but all my sculpey had dried up, and the internet said that there is no way to get it back once it's gone.
There will be time, there will be time | |
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; | |
There will be time to murder and create, | |
And time for all the works and days of hands | |
That lift and drop a question on your plate; | 30 |
Time for you and time for me, | |
And time yet for a hundred indecisions, | |
And for a hundred visions and revisions, | |
Before the taking of a toast and tea. |
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