Since 2009, former high school English teacher and self-taught artist Matt Kish has been drawing every page of the 552-page Signet Classics paperback edition of Herman Melville's iconic Moby-Dick,
methodically producing one gorgeous, obsessive drawing per day for 552
days using pages from discarded books and a variety of drawing tools,
from ballpoint pen to crayon to ink and watercolor. Now, thanks to Tin House Books, Kish's ingenious project joins our running list of blogs so good they became books: Moby-Dick in Pictures: One Drawing for Every Page
gathers his magnificent lo-fi drawings in a 600-page visual masterpiece
of bold, breathtaking full-page illustrations that captivate eye,
heart, and mind, inviting you to rediscover the Melville classic in
entirely new ways.
'Call me Ishmael'
Colored pencil and ink on found paper, August 5, 2009
'But look! here come more crowds, pacing straight for the water, and seemingly bound for a dive.'
Colored pencil and ink on found paper, August 6, 2009
'...where that tempestuous wind Euroclydon kept up a worse howling than ever it did about poor Paul's tossed craft.'
Acrylic paint and ballpoint pen on found paper, August 13, 2009
'I don't know how it is, but people like to be private when they are sleeping.'
Acrylic paint, colored pencil and ink on found paper, August 19, 2009
''Speak-e! tell-ee me who-ee be, or dam- me, I kill-e!' again growled the cannibal...'
Ink, colored pencil and marker on found paper, August 27, 2009
'Indeed, partly lying on it as the arm did when I first
awoke, I could hardly tell it from the quilt, they so blended their hues
together; and it was only by the sense of weight and pressure that I
could tell that Queequeg was hugging me.'
Acrylic paint on found paper, August 30, 2009
'...Jonah feels the heralding presentiment of that stifling
hour, when the whale shall hold him in the smallest of his bowel's
Ballpoint pen on paper, September 17, 2009
'...and when the ship was gliding by, like a flash he darted
out; gained her side; with one backward dash of his foot capsized and
sank his canoe; climbed up the chains...'
Acrylic paint, colored pencil, ink and marker on found paper, September 30, 2009
'Thus goes the legend. In olden times an eagle swooped down
upon the New England coast, and carried off an infant Indian in his
talons. With loud lament the parents saw their child borne out of sight
over the wide waters.'
Ink and marker on found paper, October 5, 2009
'...hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling...'
Crayon, ink and marker on found paper, November 24, 2009
'...who has also by the stillness and seclusion of many long
night-watches in the remotest waters, and beneath constellations never
seen here at the north, been led to think untraditionally and
Colored pencil, ink and marker on found paper, November 12, 2009
''I will have no man in my boat,' said Starbuck, 'who is not afraid of a whale.''
Colored pencil, ink and marker on found paper, December 19, 2009
'But it was especially the aspect of the three chief officers
of the ship, the mates, which was most forcibly calculated to allay
these colorless misgivings, and induce confidence and cheerfulness in
every presentment of the voyage.'
Ink on found paper, December 28, 2009
''Thou Bildad!' roared Peleg, starting up and clattering
about the cabin. 'Blast ye, Captain Bildad, if I had followed thy advice
in these matters, I would afore now had a conscience to lug about that
would be heavy enough to founder the largest ship that ever sailed round
Ballpoint pen and ink on found paper, November 16, 2009