Wednesday, December 22, 2010

MOBY-DICK, Page 488

Title: But dashing the rattling lightning links to the deck, and snatching the burning harpoon, Ahab waved it like a torch among them; swearing to transfix with it the first sailor that but cast loose a rope's end. Petrified by his aspect, and still more shrinking from the fiery dart that he held, the men fell back in dismay, and Ahab again spoke:—

"All your oaths to hunt the White Whale are as binding as mine; and heart, soul, and body, lungs and life, old Ahab is bound."

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ink and marker on found paper
December 11, 2010


Charlie van Becelaere said...

Matt -
I'm really enjoying the current rapid posting pace. I hope you can keep it up without ruining the rest of your life.

Thought you might find this boing boing post about auto-generated Melville poetry interesting:


Matt Kish said...

Thank you Charlie. The more rapid pace has, thus far, been almost a necessity since I want to capture these ideas and images as soon as I have them. I am fortunate enough to have a very understanding wife who knows this is the last leg of the marathon, so the long hours in the studio are okay. I will be relieved to finally finish though.

The auto-poetry generator is indeed intriguing. It reminds me a bit of an older poem I once read called "Radi Os" where the poet excised certain words from Milton's "Paradise Lost" and discovered a completely new and deeply lyrical poetic experience.

Alright, back to work. I finished page 503 last night. 49 remain!