Showing posts with label works: heart of darkness (alternate illustrations). Show all posts
Showing posts with label works: heart of darkness (alternate illustrations). Show all posts

Sunday, July 29, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 023

Title: "Can't say I saw any road or any upkeep, unless the body of a middle-aged negro, with a bullet-hole in the forehead, upon which I absolutely stumbled three miles farther on, may be considered as a permanent improvement."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
July 2, 2012

Saturday, July 28, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 022

Title: "In the steady buzz of flies the homeward-bound agent was lying finished and insensible; the other, bent over his books, was making correct entries of perfectly correct transactions…"

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
July 16, 2012

Friday, July 27, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 021

Title: "It was hot there, too; big flies buzzed fiendishly, and did not sting, but stabbed."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
ink and marker on watercolor paper
July 11, 2012

Thursday, July 26, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 020

Title: "When near the buildings I met a white man, in such an unexpected elegance of get-up that in the first moment I took him for a sort of vision. I saw a high starched collar, white cuffs, a light alpaca jacket, snowy trousers, a clean necktie, and varnished boots. No hat. Hair parted, brushed, oiled, under a green-lined parasol held in a big white hand. He was amazing, and had a penholder behind his ear."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
July 3, 2012

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 019

Title: "They were dying slowly -- it was very clear. They were not enemies, they were not criminals, they were nothing earthly now -- nothing but black shadows of disease and starvation, lying confusedly in the greenish gloom."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
ink and marker on watercolor paper
July 3, 2012

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 018

Title: "Behind this raw matter one of the reclaimed, the product of the new forces at work, strolled despondently, carrying a rifle by its middle. He had a uniform jacket with one button off, and seeing a white man on the path, hoisted his weapon to his shoulder with alacrity. This was simple prudence, white men being so much alike at a distance that he could not tell who I might be. He was speedily reassured, and with a large, white, rascally grin, and a glance at his charge, seemed to take me into partnership in his exalted trust. After all, I also was a part of the great cause of these high and just proceedings."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
July 2, 2012

Thursday, June 28, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 017

Title: "A slight clinking behind me made me turn my head. Six black men advanced in a file, toiling up the path. They walked erect and slow, balancing small baskets full of earth on their heads, and the clink kept time with their footsteps. Black rags were wound round their loins, and the short ends behind waggled to and fro like tails. I could see every rib, the joints of their limbs were like knots in a rope; each had an iron collar on his neck, and all were connected together with a chain whose bights swung between them, rhythmically clinking."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint on watercolor paper
June 24, 2012

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 016

Title: "I had my passage on a little sea-going steamer. Her captain was a Swede, and knowing me for a seaman, invited me on the bridge. He was a young man, lean, fair, and morose, with lanky hair and a shuffling gait."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint, ink and pencil on watercolor paper
June 19, 2012

Friday, June 22, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 015

Title: "Once, I remember, we came upon a man-of-war anchored off the coast. There wasn't even a shed there, and she was shelling the bush. It appears the French had one of their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy, slimy swell swung her up lazily and let her down, swaying her thin masts. In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent. Pop, would go one of the six-inch guns; a small flame would dart and vanish, a little white smoke would disappear, a tiny projectile would give a feeble screech -- and nothing happened. Nothing could happen."

10.75 inches by 8.25 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
June 17, 2012

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 014

Title: "There it is before you -- smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, 'Come and find out.'"

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
June 10, 2012

Saturday, June 2, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 013

Title: "Something like an emissary of light, something like a lower sort of apostle."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
ink and marker on watercolor paper
May 30, 2012

Friday, June 1, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 012

Title: "...and then with a certain eagerness asked me whether I would let him measure my head."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint, ink and marker on watercolor paper
May 28, 2012

Thursday, May 31, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 011

Title: "In the outer room the two women knitted black wool feverishly."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
May 20, 2012

Friday, May 25, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 010

Title: "...on one end a large shining map, marked with all the colours of a rainbow. There was a vast amount of red -- good to see at any time, because one knows that some real work is done in there, a deuce of a lot of blue, a little green, smears of orange, and, on the East Coast, a purple patch, to show where the jolly pioneers of progress drink the jolly lager-beer. However, I wasn't going into any of these. I was going into the yellow. Dead in the centre. And the river was there -- fascinating -- deadly -- like a snake."

7.75 inches by 11 inches
acrylic paint, ink and marker on watercolor paper
May 20, 2012

Thursday, May 24, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 009

Title: "In a very few hours I arrived in a city that always makes me think of a whited sepulchre."

9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
May 11, 2012

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 008

Title: "...the original quarrel arose from a misunderstanding about some hens. Yes, two black hens."
9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint on watercolor paper
May 9, 2012

Thursday, May 10, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 007

Title: "But there was in it one river especially, a mighty big river, that you could see on the map, resembling an immense snake uncoiled, with its head in the sea, its body at rest curving afar over a vast country, and its tail lost in the depths of the land. And as I looked at the map of it in a shop-window, it fascinated me..."

9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint, ink, marker and watercolor on watercolor paper
May 8, 2012

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 006

Title: "They were conquerors, and for that you want only brute force -- nothing to boast of, when you have it, since your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others. They grabbed what they could get for the sake of what was to be got. It was just robbery with violence, aggravated murder on a great scale, and men going at it blind..."

9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint, ink and marker on watercolor paper
May 2, 2011

Monday, May 7, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 005

Title: "Land in a swamp, march through the woods, and in some inland post feel the savagery, the utter savagery, had closed round him -- all that mysterious life of the wilderness that stirs in the forest, in the jungles, in the hearts of wild men."

9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint, ink and marker on watercolor paper
April 29, 2012

Thursday, May 3, 2012

HEART OF DARKNESS, page 004

Title: But Marlow was not typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside, enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a haze, in the likeness of one of these misty halos that sometimes are made visible by the spectral illumination of moonshine.

9 inches by 12 inches
acrylic paint and ink on watercolor paper
April 29, 2012