Muse

Out of all the paintings in the book, I kept coming back to one. It was titled, The Raft of Medusa by Theodore Gericault. I was struck by the realism of the painting, the men seemingly on this raft heading towards the light. I was even convinced that it was a photograph that Gericault had painted. It had to be when I saw how he captured the light of the setting sun on the backs of the men waving off into the horizon. I became obsessed with the detail of each man, living and dying on the raft.