This painting is so, so brandywine school. And hey this one actually has a title! Queequeg Leaves His Father. Queequeg and I both abandoned all contact with our fathers to make ourselves stronger and spiritually bigger, so I wanted to make a nice finished illustration for his moment. His father isn't even in the picture. That's just how OVER Queequeg is with his life on Kokovoko. As for me, let's hope I don't end up drowning in a whirlpool of a giant whale's rage.
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So that your coffin can be a little boat for an Ishmael? This series, love it!
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