My Name Is Ozymandias
I made this script and drawing for my Dad. The text is Percy Bysshe Shelley’s poem “Ozymandias.” I spent a long time with the calligraphy, so I am proud of it. The picture is from a statue that the British stole from the Egyptians so that school kids can look at it on field trips.
I bought an old frame and painted it with a crackling technique. My Dad proudly displays it on his bookshelf, wedged between his copies of “Bartlett’s” and a library book he borrowed in 1993. I think he really likes the way I crackled the frame, since that’s the only part that is visible.