Shakespeare's Sonnets Project

Last July 1, I started a project to keep me sane during the pandemic. The project is to interpret through #sketches and #drawings each of the 154 #Sonnets of #Shakespeare each day for 154 days. I've posted videos of these artworks on my YouTube channel and since it's August 1 today, I'll also start posting here the artworks I've made each day since July 1. This is #SONNET1:

From fairest creatures we desire increase,

That thereby beauty's rose might never die,

But as the riper should by time decease,

His tender heir might bear his memory:

But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,

Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,

Making a famine where abundance lies,

Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.

Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament

And only herald to the gaudy spring,

Within thine own bud buriest thy content

And, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding.

Pity the world, or else this glutton be,

To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.