I grew up with my nose in books. I grew up dreaming of ships and the sea and knots and boatbuilding. I grew up summering in Maine. This all came together in a book published by Yankee Magazine‘s, Yankees Under Sail. I pored over this book day and night. My grandfather had a copy, too and I pored over his when visiting.
There were a few illustrations that made such a strong impression on me. Those impressions are so strong that they still rise to the surface from time-to-time.
Recently I carved a sea-serpent — a serpent with ties to my Indiana town — but in my head I was carving those serpents from the pages of Yankees Under Sail.
About a year ago I drew this in one of my ever-present Moleskin notebooks.
This drawing festered in my brain until I created this.
A friend, Kitty Fenstermaker, asked where this idea began. It took me about 30 seconds to pinpoint the beginnings of this artwork. It was this illustration from Yankees Under Sail.
One never knows where these things will lead. I’ve opened the door. I suspect that there will be more giant squids and sperm whales in the future.