Monday, July 27, 2015

Tom and Barry Book Club 2

This is my drawing from the Belltower by Herman Melville:

[...] and thereupon his foreboding eye had started at the expression of the unchanging face of the Hour Una.

"How is this, Bannadonna," he lowly asked, "Una looks unlike her sisters."



Sunday, July 26, 2015

Melville Book Club #2 "The Belltower"

So this picture is my picture for "The Belltower".
It's kinda weird, it might even be dumb, my excuse is I was practicing drawing with a tablet and photoshop.

"Erelong he had a heavy object hoisted to the belfry, wrapped in a dark sack or cloak -- a procedure sometimes had in the case of an elaborate piece of sculpture, or statue, which, being intended to grace the front of a new edifice, the architect does not desire exposed to critical eyes till set up, finished, in its appointed place. Such was the impression now. But, as the object rose, a statuary present observed, or thought he did, that it was not entirely rigid, but was, in a manner, pliant. At last, when the hidden thing had attained its final height, and, obscurely seen from below, seemed almost of itself to step into the belfry, as if with little assistance from the crane, a shrewd old blacksmith present ventured the suspicion that it was but a living man. This surmise was thought a foolish one, while the general interest failed not to augment."


Saturday, July 25, 2015

Melville Book Club Drawing: "The Encantadas"

Sup all

Barry posted his drawing impression of The Encantadas a long time ago and even though I did the drawing, I didn't post it.

But now I am because our second meeting is coming up so I figured I'd better at least post them in order. Here's mine, like Barry's it's about turtles but unlike Barry's it's not as good as Barry's, but in some ways it's better because the turtle doesn't look kinda like a camel.

"The relics of hermitages and stone basins are not the only signs of vanishing humanity to be found upon the isles. And, curious to say, that spot which of all others in settled communities is most animated, at the Enchanted Isles presents the most dreary of aspects. And though it may seem very strange to talk of post offices in this barren region, yet post offices are occasionally to be found there. They consist of a stake and a bottle. The letters being not only sealed, but corked. They are generally deposited by captains of Nantucketers for the benefit of passing fishermen, and contain statements as to what luck they had in whaling or tortoise hunting. Frequently, however, long months and months, whole years, glide by and no applicant appears. The stake rots and falls, presenting no very exhilarating object."