Here they are all finished. Like a box of chocolates each one is different. I ate them all. Mr. Eleven and Jarvis were completely grossed out by the entire process. But, it was good for me. I read all about egg history, prepared them and documented the process, then ate them all (not at once). Now all I have to do is paint the images. The grunt work is done. It was a devilish day of eggy goodness!