Sunday, January 2, 2011

MOBY-DICK, Page 502

Title: At sun-rise this man went from his hammock to his mast-head at the fore; and whether it was that he was not yet half waked from his sleep (for sailors sometimes go aloft in a transition state), whether it was thus with the man, there is now no telling; but, be that as it may, he had not been long at his perch, when a cry was heard - a cry and a rushing - and looking up, they saw a falling phantom in the air...

7.25 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint and ink on found paper
December 21, 2010


  1. It's almost an offhand line really, but when you think about it, it's such a terrifying thing. That plummet just can't end well, whether the destination is the hard and brutal deck of the ship or the devouring waves. I really wanted to show that blur of terrifying velocity and I was able to find this perfect piece of paper to do it.


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