Part mere assembly, part craft, this sculpture is a response to the final paragraphs of Melville’s The Whale.
A work taking its root from the bark. This painting is a meditation on the island of Nantucket, Massachusetts and the Essex whaler story.
Imagine if you will the islands of Massachusetts. The long beaches of Cape Cod stretch out into the sea as a kind of last terrestrial hurrah before the wilderness of the Atlantic. They are the repository of drowned sailors and sharks, both real and imagined, and this little sculpture is their memorial.