Moby Dick broadside



• Letterpress printed by hand in our studio in Brooklyn, New York on a Vandercook No. 4-T press
• The arc along the top of the page was created with an India ink wash that was then dusted with salt
• The text is set in Adobe Garamond Pro and printed in deep gray ink
• Printed on Crane's Lettra 100% cotton stock in soft white
• Edges are hand-torn, and the piece measures 11" wide x 13" high
• Printed in an edition of 50, each copy is signed and numbered in pencil along the bottom edge
• Available unframed or matted & framed (mat is Arctic White, broadside is mounted so edges are visible, frame is light natural bamboo)

The printed passage is from Chapter 11 of Herman Melville's Moby Dick:

“We felt very nice and snug, the more so since it was so chilly out of doors;
indeed out of bed-clothes too, seeing that there was no fire in the room. The
more so, I say, because truly to enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you
must be cold, for there is no quality in this world that is not what it is
merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself. If you flatter yourself that you
are all over comfortable, and have been so a long time, then you cannot be
said to be comfortable any more. But if, like Queequeg and me in the bed,
the tip of your nose or the crown of your head be slightly chilled, why then,
indeed, in the general consciousness you feel most delightfully and
unmistakably warm. For this reason a sleeping apartment should never be
furnished with a fire, which is one of the luxurious discomforts of the rich.
For the height of this sort of deliciousness is to have nothing but the blanket
between you and your snugness and the cold of the outer air. Then there you
lie like the one warm spark in the heart of an arctic crystal.”

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