Monday, February 13, 2012

All "Moby-Dick" art for sale

I had hoped to get all of the remaining Moby-Dick illustrations listed in my Etsy shop but that seems to be impossible. It takes quite some time to create a listing for each individual piece, and time seems to be the one thing I have less and less of these days.

Anyway, I did get quite a few pieces listed, so now there are 129 Moby-Dick illustrations in the shop, including some of the most iconic. The prices range from $10 all the way up to $300, with the vast majority at $100 or under. Take a look and see if there's anything you're intrigued by.

Also, for now, I am simply putting up links to the rest of the pieces that are available for sale but not on Etsy right here in this post. Here are the details - I always ship in a US postal service priority mail box to protect the art and I include delivery confirmation and full insurance. That makes shipping $10 in the United States, $20 everywhere else. I know it might seem a little high, but these illustrations are very dear to me and I would be crushed if they were damaged in transit, which is why I use a box to ship. Payment should be made via PayPal or, if you really want to, you can mail me a money order or cash.

If you would like to give any of these pieces a good new home, send me an email at mattkish87@gmail.com and let me know which ones you would like. You can also of course email with any questions at all and I would be happy to answer. I can work out partial payment plans as well if you like a bunch but can't pay all at once. I will diligently update this post to cross out the pieces that have been claimed.

Okay, here are the 108 pieces that are left that are not in my Etsy shop, along with prices. Click on each link to see the illustration as well as the dimensions, the media, and the quote each illustrates...

page 250: $80

page 251: $100

page 260: $50

page 272: $70

page 273: $20

page 282: $100

page 283: $90

page 284: $80

page 285: $70

page 286: $40

page 287: $30

page 289: $80

page 290: $20

page 291: $30

page 294: $60

page 295: $70

page 296: $10

page 298: $40

page 304: $60

page 308: $30

page 312: $30

page 314: $120

page 315: $30

page 318: $40

page 325: $90

page 328: $100

page 331: $30

page 332: $70

page 335: $100

page 337: $20

page 343: $40

page 351: $80

page 352: $30

page 353: $40

page 354: $70

page 355: $40

page 356: $40

page 361: $10

page 366: $110

page 367: $110

page 370: $60

page 378: $100

page 379: $70

page 382: $50

page 385: $70

page 387: $30

page 389: $110

page 394: $40

page 396: $80

page 398: $90

page 401: $80

page 404: $20

page 405: $80

page 410: $20

page 411: $20

page 415: $40

page 416: $90

page 417: $80

page 418: $80

page 419: $80

page 420: $80

page 422: $60

page 432: $15

page 439: $20

page 441: $70

page 442: $80

page 444: $90

page 448: $50

page 450: $60

page 451: $40

page 452: $60

page 454: $20

page 455: $30

page 456: $80

page 459: $70

page 462: $90

page 466: $60

page 468: $80

page 471: SOLD

page 473: $30

page 474: $100

page 479: $50

page 480: $30

page 481: $50

page 482: $40

page 483: $15

page 485: $80

page 487: $30

page 488: $140

page 489: $150

page 490: $15

page 491: $60

page 492: $80

page 494: $90

page 496: $40

page 498: SOLD

page 503: $70

page 504: $30

page 509: $80

page 511: $110

page 515: $100

page 529: $80

page 532: $120

page 536: $150

page 537: $10

page 539: $80

page 540: $50

page 552: $150

SLAADI: Slangrel Slaad

On rare occasions, when a Slaad loses an arm or a leg or even a finger or toe, the severed piece stays alive almost like an earthworm. On even rarer occasions, two or more of these severed Slaad slabs will encounter one another, bind themselves together, and form a new being...the Slangrel Slaad. These ghastly, attenuated monstrosities reeking of slime and death are repulsive even to other Slaadi, and are even more troubling because of their bizarre ability to literally travel anywhere at all across all planes of existence. Worming their abhorrently thin bodies into the cracks between the planes, they burrow through the worlds suddenly appearing where they are least expected, and often least desired.

8 inches by 12 inches
ink on watercolor paper
February 12, 2012

Friday, February 10, 2012

Friday diversions

My Slangrel Slaad is not quite done on account of me having only about 30 minutes of free time IN THE ENTIRE DAY yesterday. Worry not, I will be working on Slaadi art all weekend, so you'll see much more soon.

And yet, I feel a delightful sense of responsibility to you, my wonderful visitors, and I would like to give you all something to feast your eyes and minds upon as the weekend nears. So I present you with this list of Friday diversions...

First, Dan DeWeese was kind enough to write up a fantastic interview he did with me at the lit / art / film / culture magazine Propeller Quarterly. You can read the entire thing right here. I liked doing this one because most of the interviews I have done have been emailed lists of questions for me to answer. Nothing wrong with that, but it is difficult to develop a sense of conversation and to build on prior questions. Dan and I shared quite a few elaborate and wide ranging emails, so this one turned out nicely.

Next, this post on the incredible and constantly surprising web site 50 Watts reproduces a number of pages from the stunningly gorgeous 1948 children's comic The Magic Underground Castle by artist Rokuro Taniuchi. I obviously cannot read Japanese, but it almost doesn't matter with art this beautiful. Here is a page...


Next, a series of delightful and short (most around a minute) videos from artists I admire enormously. Here is Stille Nacht I: Dramolet by the Brothers Quay...



Here is a music video for the song "Are We Still Married?" by His Name Is Alive, again by the Brothers Quay. My wife finds this video subtly but enormously disturbing...



One last video, an excerpt from Jan Svankmajer's fantastic film Alice, full of animated bone creatures. A bit longer at almost 7 minutes, but worth the time...



In blogs that I love to visit, Scrap Princess of the Monster Manual Sewn From Pants has started a new blog called Kludge Witchery, a home for her non-Monster Manual Sewn From Pants delirium. Or, in her words, "totems of an automated machine blindly aping sorcery." Awesome. My favorite posts so far? This one full of absolutely deviant constructs like this...


And this one showing some of the clothing she makes under the name Toilet World. Good. Very good.

Finally, in totally and shamelessly self-serving news, I've added dozens more Moby-Dick illustrations to my Etsy shop and will be adding many more this weekend. Why? I want and need to learn much more about color. How to use it, how to control it, what it means in paintings and so on. And the book fetishist in me really very badly wants to buy this ludicrously expensive book from Amazon...


Josef Albers' Interaction of Color: New Complete Edition. My wife will understandably and necessarily strangle me if I just spring for this, so it's sell sell sell all the art I can. Fingers crossed.

Have a fantastic weekend, although there will be more art and more Slaadi tomorrow. And Sunday. And so on...

Thursday, February 9, 2012

SLAADI: Bleeding Slaad

Bloated and obscene, Bleeding Slaadi appear on the Prime Material Plane as vast crimson-red airborne monstrosities gently raining blood on the landscape below. It is said that their appearance is a harbinger of volatile times, but since so few have seen them and retained their sanity, this has been difficult to verify.

15.5 inches by 10.75 inches
acrylic paint and ink on found paper
February 8, 2012

Slaadi interruption...for an interview, part 2

As you no doubt guessed by the header, part two of the four part interview I did with Lauren Camp is now up at her blog right here.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled daily dose of Slaadi madness!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Slaadi interruption...for an interview

Artist, poet, teacher, blogger (and a great deal more, really) Lauren Camp has posted the first part of a four-part interview she did with me on her blog right here. Part two will be up tomorrow, and I believe parts three and four will be posted next Wednesday and Thursday. I'll make sure I post links. So head on over there and read it, and then check out some of Lauren's extensive gallery of images. She does some incredible work, especially with fabric and thread.

SLAADI: Verminous Slaad

Sometimes it begins with a stumble. You trip and fall and when you turn around, there's nothing there. Other times it starts with a short sharp poke...on the arm or leg or sometimes, terrifyingly, deep inside the brain. You grab the spot, rub the pain away but again...nothing there. Later come the scuttling shapes in the dark shadows in the corners of your room and the skittering voices just on the edge of hearing. You run to the wall, grab the lantern and shine it into the corners just in time to see, just maybe, something small and blue and scaly evaporate like black mist. Turning around to hang up the lantern, you stop, stunned. The wall is now a window. You drop the lantern and before it hits the ground it becomes a cloud of stinging midges. Your whisper rises to a scream before it is cut off and you reach for your throat only to discover your hands have become teeth. The verminous slaadi, the rats of reality, have shuffled the scenery of your world and the shadows in the corners are closing in again.

7 inches by 8.5 inches
ballpoint pen and ink on Bristol board
February 7, 2012

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

SLAADI: Dessicated Slaad

The oldest of the old, these behemoths have drifted on the astral tides for so long that their bodies have lost every trace of the lifegiving slime they received from the Spawning Stone at birth. Now, near death and endlessly dreaming, they haunt the farthest reaches of the multiverse, vagrant bulks of withered flesh spewing stories with no beginning and no end. Pity the adventurer that happens across them and sees the Dessicated Slaad's mask of ebon witch-light flicker into existence. These dreamers, you see, do not take well to being awakened.

8.25 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint, ink and paper pulp on watercolor paper
February 6, 2012