12x12, 1.5 deep, oil on panel, gilded wood floater frame


Song of the Paddlers [excerpt]

Herman Melville


Dip, dip, in the brine our paddles dip,

Dip, dip, the fins of our swimming ship!

How the waters part,

As on we dart;

Our sharp prows fly,

And curl on high,

As the upright fin of the rushing shark,

Rushing fast and far on his flying mark!

Like him we prey;

Like him we slay;

Swim on the foe,

Our prow a blow!

Dec 23 - Paddlers

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