Shakespeare’s skull pops up in art more often than you’d think, and it’s not just about mortality. I’ve always been fascinated by how artists use it to play with the idea of legacy. Like, here’s this guy whose words outlived his body, but his physical remains? Gone. There’s a weird tension there—between the immortality of his work and the inevitability of decay. Some paintings, like those Romantic-era ones, shove the skull right in your face as a memento mori, but others sneak it in as an inside joke or a nod to his plays. Hamlet’s 'Alas, poor Yorick' scene definitely fuels this imagery. It’s like artists are riffing off Shakespeare’s own obsession with death, turning his skull into a meta-symbol.
What’s wild is how modern interpretations flip it, though. I saw a digital piece once where his skull was pixelated, almost like the artist was asking if his legacy can even survive the internet age. Makes you wonder if Shakespeare would’ve LOL’d at that or written a sonnet about it.