The Brotherhood of the Sea... by SoulEatar

Mixed Medium • Alternative • posted on Oct 09, 2004

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Description

- Vastness beyond that of man - There are those whose life's are spent amist another world - Where dominance runs wild and nature rules all - unbeknowenced to many we are still strangers in this world of Oceans - Such a Schooner on which they live - so primative in comparison but still a true work of art in the eye's of man - for this is thier world - A Brotherhood of the sea and man ~ - Thank you for your view & take care ! - SoulEatar -

Comments (15)

katlord

1:54AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

Wow! How did you make this? Fabulous textures. Nice work.

Tedz

5:06AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

Aye! She be a hard Life at Sea....and it is a Brotherhood :]

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Dreamingbee

5:07AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

yeahhh.. superb artwork .. excellent done!!!!!

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art4all

5:26AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

Aweesome sky and water!! Set sail for the unknown captain ;0)

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tallpindo

5:37AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

The path begins to diverge. The ancient cloak is swept from the body. A scrawney raggedy figure is revealed clinging to life as it tosses and rolls. The deep holds the generations of the dead. Is it critical today?

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borsy

10:43AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

Excellent work of art, Greg!!!

Hopalong

10:54AM | Sat, 09 October 2004

"Supper concluded, we received a lamp, and directions from Mrs. Hussey concerning the nearest way to bed; but, as Queequeg was about to precede me up the stairs, the lady reached forth her arm, and demanded his harpoon; she allowed no harpoon in her chambers. 'Why not?', said I; 'every true whaleman sleeps with his harpoonbut why not?' 'Because it's dangerous,' says she. 'Ever since young Stiggs coming from that unfort'nt v'y'ge of his, when he was gone four years and a half, with only three barrels of ile, was found dead in my first floor back, with his harpoon in his side....So Mr. Queequeg' (for she had learned his name), 'I will just take this here iron, and keep it for you till morning. But the chowder; clam or cod to-morrow for breakfast, men?'" [Herman Melville]. Visualize Italics, and a break, as well as an "art" site whose Mrs. Husseys labor in great fear, or so they pretend, of lawyers, lawsuits, prosecutions, and all sorts of other harpoons and harpooneers, hehe.

cynlee

3:59PM | Sat, 09 October 2004

i like listening to the stories of the sealife... trying to duplicate your treatment is staggering, i leave it to you as you do it so well!! :]

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