Friday, January 17, 2020

MOBY-DICK, page 101

Title: Ship and boat diverged; the cold, damp night breeze blew between; a screaming gull flew overhead; the two hulls wildly rolled; we gave three heavy-hearted cheers, and blindly plunged like fate into the lone Atlantic.

11 x 8.5 inches
ink on found paper
December 11, 2009


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