Friday, September 24, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVIII, illustration 1

Title: The border that remains between the well-pit
and the great cliff forms an enormous circle,
and ten descending troughs are cut in it,
offering a general prospect like the ground
that lies around one of those ancient castles
whose walls are girded many times around
by concentric moats. And just as, from the portal,
the castle's bridges run from moat to moat
to the last bank; so from the great rock wall
across the embankments and the ditches, high
and narrow cliffs run to the central well,
which cuts and gathers them like radii.

8.5 x 11.25 inches
acrylic paint, collage, and ink on found paper
September 23, 2021



Wednesday, September 22, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 4

Title: …I leaned my head out and stared into Hell.
I trembled again at the prospect of dismounting
and cowered in on myself, for I saw fires
on every hand, and I heard a long lamenting.

10 x 7.125 inches
acrylic paint and ink on found paper
September 22, 2021



Sunday, September 19, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 3

Title: Slowly, slowly he swims on through space,
wheels and descends, but I can sense it only
by the way the wind blows upward past my face.

14.75 x 10.75 inches
acrylic paint, collage, and ink on found paper
September 19, 2021



Saturday, September 18, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 2

Title: I examined several faces there among
that sooty throng, and I saw none I knew;
but I observed that from each neck there hung
an enormous purse, each marked with its own beast
and its own colors like a coat of arms.
On these their streaming eyes appeared to feast.

11 x 8.25 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
September 17, 2021



Wednesday, September 15, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 1

Title: His face was innocent of every guile,
benign and just in feature and expression;
and under it his body was half reptile.
His two great paws were hairy to the armpits;
all his back and breast and both his flanks
were figured with bright knots and subtle circles:
never was such a tapestry of bloom
woven on earth by Tartar or by Turk,
nor by Arachne at her flowering loom.

10.75 x 14.75 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
September 14, 2021



Tuesday, September 14, 2021

INFERNO, Canto XVI, illustration 4

Title: ...I saw swimming up through that foul air
a shape to astonish the most doughty soul,
a shape like one returning through the sea
from working loose an anchor run afoul
of something on the bottom - so it rose,
its arms spread upward and its feet drawn close.

11 x 8.25 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
September 9, 2021