Tuesday, November 10, 2009

MOBY-DICK, Page 070

Title: Going forward and glancing over the weather bow, I perceived that the ship swinging to her anchor with the flood-tide, was now obliquely pointing towards the open ocean. The prospect was unlimited, but exceedingly monotonous and forbidding; not the slightest variety that I could see.

11 inches by 7.75 inches
ink on found paper
November 10, 2009

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  1. Matt KishNovember 10, 2009 at 9:54 PM

    I'm sorry, I just really had to do this. Because I could. And because it had to be this way.

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  2. Jeffrey MeyerNovember 11, 2009 at 8:33 AM

    Excellent and sly

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  3. Matt KishNovember 12, 2009 at 9:01 PM

    A wonderful surprise, Mr. Meyer! Your presence and your comments here are very much appreciated. Many thanks.

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