Edwin Booth's life story is one of incredible tragedy and heartbreak with phenomenal highs and lows. There's stuff about this guy's life that you couldn't make up in a story and have people believe. My interest in him came through his more notorious brother for whom I also drafted a paper doll. I never got around to painting it, however, as someone somewhere made me self-conscious that it might be in poor taste. I don't know why I cared, but I listened to them and scrapped it.
Anyway, thought you might enjoy this one "from the vaults" as I don't believe I ever made it available online back in the day. I will put this one and the rabbit in the gallery anon (as they say in the Shakesperean tongue).