 Alas Poor Yorick Cheryl Gross mixed media on paper, 40" x 26"; price on request Exhibited at Village West in Wherefore Art Spring 2019 |
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio:
a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy:
he hath borne me on his back a thousand times;
and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs?
your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
-- Hamlet, Act V, Scene 1
Alas Poor Yorick is a parody of the famous line from Act V, scene 1, Hamlet.
The image is part of my series The Karpland Chronicles, which tells the tale of the beginning of the end of the human race as we know it. The phrase "alas poor Yorick" refers to the impermanence of human life, which I address in my writings.
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