Title: As the three boats lay there on that gently rolling sea, gazing down into its eternal blue noon; and as not a single groan or cry of any sort, nay, not so much as a ripple or a bubble came up from its depths; what landsman would have thought, that beneath all that silence and placidity, the utmost monster of the seas was writhing and wrenching in agony!
7.75 inches by 10.75 inches
ink on found paper
August 10, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
MOBY-DICK, Page 345
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word and image so poignantReplyDelete
re your previous responses to my comments, i'm touched with tastes we share - and love how you have become part of my life - and i yours in that small way. cheers lizzyg
Great choice of paper for this one.ReplyDelete
Matt, sorry to use the blog as a communication channel again - are you getting the e-mails from me? Should be 3, and one had questions in.
Thank you Lizzy, poignant is very much what I was hoping for. I'm really very pleased with how the colors for the boats turned out as well.ReplyDelete
It will be interesting to see what my life brings me, personally and aesthetically, when I finally complete the illustration for page 552.
Titus, I believe I have them, yes. I apologize for the delays, I have been so busy and there has been no time. I will have the answers to you by this evening and TIFFs sent out as well.ReplyDelete