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Hurricane

...Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse...

..Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell

That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world...

By Bob Dylan

ORIGINAL: $200
11x15" Prismacolor Marker and Micron Pen on Watercolor paper.

PRINTS
Archival ink on acid free paper
11x14" print: $40
8x10" print: $30
5x7" print: $20

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Synopsis by the artist

This is one of the least metaphoric songs in the dylanosphere. It's a literal blow by blow account of the unethical incarceration of famed boxer Ruben Carter AKA "The Hurricane". The lack of metaphor almost convinced me to make this a page of a graphic novel with word bubbles and all. But to stick with the aesthetic of the rest of the series, I used the only imagery offered in the many verses. They turned him from a man into a mouse where he sits like Buddha. Simple as that.

I could only imagine how time would seem hopelessly endless to a prisoner, especially an innocent one, while I drew the brick wall stacking to the top of the page.

The sunlight through the bars, which is still enjoyable by the characters who should be in his place, is cast equally high on the wall. Perhaps a bit of the song "I Shall Be Released" found its way into this drawing.

- Dave Russo