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
Sunday, January 2, 2011
MOBY-DICK, Page 502
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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.ReplyDelete