Title: Thus we were weaving and weaving away when I started at a sound so strange, long drawn, and musically wild and unearthly, that the ball of free will dropped from my hand, and I stood gazing up at the clouds...
8.5 inches by 11 inches
ink on found paper
March 21, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
MOBY-DICK, Page 207
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An homage to myself, and the first illustration (page 1) I ever made for this project.ReplyDelete