Friday, September 25, 2009

MOBY-DICK, Page 050

Title: ...he pressed his forehead against mine, clasped me round the waist, and said that henceforth we were married...

11 inches by 7.75 inches
ink and marker on found paper
September 25, 2009

2 comments:

BJU said...

You can sense the force of it all. As I've often said before and meant every time: powerful. The crisscrossing of the arms (?) is so complexly beautiful.

Matt Kish said...

Thank you Brandon. I was at first imagining something more literal for this image, and oddly enough this depiction came to me in a dream so I went with it instead.