In an effort to clean up my Web site somewhat, I’ve been moving some things around and I found this animation. It was originally posted in December of 2005 on a pre-blog version of this site. The old sweeties courtesy of Peg. Song except by The 188.8.131.52’s.
I apologize for the lack of volume control on the movie – it wasn’t really a requirement when I made this, and since I’m posting here for posterity, I decided to not edit the original.
Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps! levons l’ancre!
Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort! Appareillons!
Oh Death, old Captain, time to make our trip!
This country bores us, Death! Let’s get away!
~Voyaging, Charles Baudelaire
The Land of the Dead is completely surrounded by the Dead Sea. There is no escape that way. Once past the choppy waters of the dead fishermen, there is nothing but miles and miles of doldrums in every direction. And, even if were possible to get past that infinite length to the far distant shores, one would only find the Land of the Dead. Because, the Dead Sea only reaches the shores of the Land of the Dead. The two call upon themselves, recursively, like two mirrors facing each other. The mirrors extend into infinity, but only take the viewer to one place. In this case, it’s a dead place.
And yet, every so often, someone still tries to escape. There are other things in the dead sea besides doldrums and lost treasure, as this fellow is about to find out. Watch my movie above to see…
I left Boston feeling very worn (and what do you know? It’s Illustration Friday!). Scroll down for the full view of things.
(NOTE: I did this in a hurry – I see the mistakes but firmly believe, sometimes, one has to just have to fly one’s Jolly Roger).
I traveled very light this time – I only had my backpack, which contained a toothbrush, camera, laptop, iPod, cables, notebook and pens, fiber, soap, coffee, socks, a plastic mermaid and a few other necessities. It worked out!
I didn’t get to see much of Boston, besides the inside of the Copley Mall Compound. I did bump into this gal on my way out. I’m not sure if this was a gallery or library, but I was taken with this statue. So, I took her. Picture. I thought it might come in handy. She reminded me of another swell Boston painter gal.
Happy Illustration Friday. Here’s to getting un-worn. New. Whatever.