The captain realized the ship was going down. The raft. He ordered the rope be cut. Only fifteen survived. The moment they see the ship will save them on the horizon. And yet it is not a history paining. To replicate. To go to the morgue. To study everything to make it as precise as possible. For all of his efforts to be accurate. Going to the trial. As you said going to the morgue. Amputated arms and limbs. A mixture of the real and the unreal. Man and man. Man and nature. It’s about feeling. It’s about the physical body. A terrible despair. Apex of hope. Flag down that distant ship. A crescendo of optimism. Look at the
bodies. A receding diagonal. It was a horse riding accident. Critics call it the massacre of painting. You notice the sky. How it’s ugly. The whole landscape is vast emptiness. Against the seascape. It’s like you know an endless chasm of hell. Still fighting going on. Cities burning in the background. Men, women and children were all killed. This happened in the past. Studying older events and making it contemporary. The death of uh.
You know very emotional. Use of uh. An Assyrian king. He knew he was going to be overthrown so he took all his concubines and burned them. And the dogs. Yup he burned the dogs too. Cause you know he didn’t want anyone to errrr take anything. Photography. The dramatic. The naturalistic. The turbulent or fantastic nature of storms and avalanches. Closely observed images of tranquil nature. An English fellow. You see the ruins of this abbey. The trees are dead. Silhouette. Kinda has that feel. Very sparse. The dead of winter. Perhaps sunset. Remnants of original space. The futility of man. Nature is eternal but man is transient. Yup a gothic. Ancient rituals. Surrounded by snow. Fallen into disrepair.
Older than that are the oak trees. Terrifying. Beyond that the crescent moon! Oh it’s transhistorical. The cosmos even beyond earth! If there’s any optimism, it is the faintest crescent. The possibility of rebirth but spring will come! Bleak twilight. The cycles of the moon. I focus on the moon here. Yeah the moon. A very serious meaning. Transhistorical human feelings. Layers of time. The moon. Finding a new way to represent these eternal issues. A fashionable culture. It was just be implausible. Looking toward the very extreme north. Expressing the eternal. This very foreboding landscape. Very hash. Emotional moment. Isolated person out on a cliff looking out and contemplating the vastness he sees before him. The mist. Uncertainty. Cloak of emotional tension. The artist is so solitary. A little crazy. More raw than the other guy. Slave ship. Bodies rising up in the water.
Using the sea as a palate of emotional turmoil. You could say that the sky is on fire. The reproduction is always better than the projection. Boiling up in the storm. Bleeding up in the water. Harsh light. Another parallel. Typhoon coming on. Typical sunset. Thick sensuality. In a moment of horror, I see a foot! All of the sudden, there’s real carnage! Collecting insurance. Parts of their bodies. The power of nature and this horrific human act. This sense of divine retribution. The punishment of nature. The indifference of nature.
Nature is completely indifferent to the human endeavors. The British had outlawed slavery. This idea that human beings could do this to each other. Just for the sake of money. Hideous act. Mist of night. Death upon the guilty ship. Lines of blood.