"White Whale" by Lou Rogers. My mother painted this when I was quite small; it's one of the images I remember best, growing up. Happily it is still with me. I hang it again today. My mother loved Moby Dick, and spent a good bit of time in high school limping,
being Captain Ahab. All her life she pursued the numinous. The solitude in her work speaks not of loneliness but of relationship with the vast and transcendental.