Samuel Beckett

It’s funny what type of things one can find in the dusty attic.
Most of the time when i come across an old painting or sketch i can’t help but go “what was I thinking?!”
But some still brings back good memories. I was working on this piece while attending an Art class hosted by my beloved teacher Miriam.
I found an amazing photograph of Samuel Beckett by Lutfi Ozkok and couldn’t help but sketch it down to every small wrinkle.  I loved his face so much I read his play “Waiting for Godot” (1953).  I liked it.