As I write this, I am about to begin illustrating chapter 133, "The Chase - First Day." Finally, after dozens and dozens of chapters and hundreds and hundreds of pages, Ahab sights the White Whale and the awful, nihilistic climax begins.
Three chapters are left to illustrate. Three days, in the novel, of brutality and death. 31 more illustrations (for me to create, although you visitors still have 51 yet to see), and then this project is finally finished.
I'm not sure how I feel at all right now, so I won't bother to try and put it into words. This year is dying and the next will see the end of this project and the beginning of many other things.
I'm going to pause on the first day of the new year. There will be no posts and I am not yet sure if I will even draw. After that, it will be one more plunge into the bloody pages of the book and there will be no stopping until the epilogue is concluded. But for now, a pause, a moment to gather my wits and catch my breath, and then one long sustained final stab at the Whale.