Thursday, December 16, 2010

MOBY-DICK, Page 478

Title: The waif-pole was thrust upright into the dead whale's spout-hole; and the lantern hanging from its top, cast a troubled flickering glare upon the black, glossy back, and far out upon the midnight waves, which gently chafed the whale's broad flank, like soft surf upon a beach.

10.75 inches by 7.75 inches
ink on found paper
December 5, 2010

6 comments:

Sean McGurr said...

So moody. Fantastic. I love the play of light.

Buck said...

Sean is so right. It's amazing that so much dark ink is so evocative of light!

Matt Kish said...

Thank you Sean. This was an example of me longing for the beauty and simplicity of plain black and white ink. Another reminder of my small press comic days. I still miss that.

Matt Kish said...

Buck, as much as I would like to take full credit for this, quite often (and I think all artists should admit this) luck plays a great role. Somehow, with this piece, every line and brushtroke fell into place perfectly. Almost as if my hand was guided by something else. This is one of the most beautiful things I've ever made.

voicenovoice said...

yes, this is beautiful, so arresing - i understand and cherish those moments of creative grace (not just as artist either...)

Matt Kish said...

This was a rare moment of peace in the closing pages of the novel, so I wanted to be sure that the art reflected some of that. I could spend all day with just a bottle of India ink and a brush and be happy.