Monday, March 1, 2010

MOBY-DICK, Page 180

Title: For one, I gave myself up to the abandonment of the time and the place; but while yet all a-rush to encounter the whale, could see naught in that brute but the deadliest ill.

9.25 inches by 6 inches
acrylic paint, charcoal, colored pencil and ink on found paper
March 1, 2010

4 comments:

Brandon said...

Perfect representation of the words and the most fish-like piece yet. I can almost smell it...

Matt Kish said...

Thank you, I really wanted this one to look soft, decayed, and suggestive of death. I'm glad it conveys some of that.

Steven Russell Black said...

Beautiful.

That's really very nice. I would say my new favorite.

Matt Kish said...

Thank you Mr. Black. As you know, feedback and praise from you mean quite a bit. I was originally a little dissatisfied with this piece, but slowly, day by day, I have come to like it more and more. I am learning how to loosen up a little, and not let the tyranny of a single line dictate everything I do.