Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. In their "pretty clothes" (okay, the costumer in me wanted to draw them in something other than chaps and beat-up leather). Guil looks like he was posing for a formal Renaissance portrait when Ros slipped in behind him... This was inspired by what I consider to be the most beautiful color image in the play, a Guil quote from p. 94 (end of Act II):

"GUIL: Autumnal—nothing to do with leaves. It is to do with a certain brownness at the edges of the day….Brown is creeping up on us, take my word for it….Russets and tangerine shades of old gold flushing the very outside edge of the senses….deep shining ochres, burnt umber and parchments of baked earth—reflecting on itself and through itself, filtering the light. At such times, perhaps, coincidentally, the leaves might fall, somewhere, by repute. Yesterday was blue, like smoke."

Done in Prismacolor pencils, with black ink and white gouache.

There's also a smaller version of the image in my Scrapbook, if you prefer to see the whole thing at one time.