Wednesday, September 8, 2010

MOBY-DICK, Page 369

Title: Hence it is, that, while other ships may have gone to China from New York, and back again, touching at a score of ports, the whale-ship, in all that interval, may not have sighted one grain of soil; her crew having seen no man but floating seamen like themselves. So that did you carry them the news that another flood had come; they would only answer—"Well, boys, here's the ark!"

15.5 inches by 10.75 inches
acrylic paint and ink on found paper
September 6, 2010


  1. Love the whole idea of this Matt. I have just popped over from Titus's blog to have a look and now can't wait to buy your lovely little book.

  2. Hello Weaver, and thank you very much for visiting. Titus is a remarkably gifted poet and writer and she has been very kind to me. Including my illustrations in her most recent book is definitely one of the best highlights of this endeavor so far.

  3. Thank you Titus, that sense of isolation in the vast blueness of sky and water is exactly what I was hoping for with this image. I've written this several times already, but I simply cannot imagine what it must have been like to set out on a whaling ship in the 1800s and not set foot on land, see friends or family, or even sleep in a bed for 2 or 3 years. That's just staggering.


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