“It Was Never About a Whale”: Layered Symbolism, Historical Context, and Interpretive Instability in Moby-Dick

Herman Melville’s Moby-Dick is a novel defined not by interpretive clarity but by an overwhelming proliferation of meaning. The text generates symbols faster than it explains them, leaving readers to navigate a maze of metaphors, references, and philosophical digressions that destabilize the possibility of any definitive interpretation. This instability is nowhere more evident than in Chapter 42, “The Whiteness of the Whale,” in which Ishmael attempts—and fails—to account for the terror embedded in whiteness. Written in 1850, in the wake of the Fugitive Slave Act and increasing national conflict over slavery, Melville’s novel emerges from a political moment when whiteness was not merely a color but a racialized ideology shaping the moral crisis of the nation. My creative project—two bookends representing the whale’s head and tail layered with scholarly sources, tissue paper, and the pages of Chapter 42—attempts to materialize the novel’s layered, unstable symbolism. Although the whale’s whiteness is often read as universal or metaphysical, a historically grounded reading reveals that Melville’s symbolism is shaped by the cultural and political anxieties of his time. Critics such as Michael Berthold, Mary Blish, and Walter Bezanson show how Melville’s symbolic system accumulates meanings rather than stabilizing them. My artwork enacts this very process: it demonstrates that symbolism in Moby-Dick is never fixed but expands through layers of interpretation. The novel, like the sculpture, insists that the whale’s meaning cannot be contained—because it was never about a whale at all.

Walter Bezanson’s foundational essay “Moby-Dick: Work of Art” captures the generative, endlessly unfolding nature of Melville’s symbolism. He writes, “Find a key word or metaphor, start to pick it as you would a wildflower, and you will find yourself ripping up the whole forest floor. Rhetoric grows into symbolism, symbolism into structure; then all falls away and begins over again” (Bezanson). His metaphor of uprooting an entire forest to pluck a single flower underscores that Melville did not design symbols with fixed meanings. Instead, each symbol leads outward into a network of historical, philosophical, and emotional associations. This insight directly supports a reading of the whale’s whiteness as both unstable and overdetermined: it grows in significance as the reader attempts to analyze it. Bezanson’s claim also resonates with the structure of my creative project. Like the forest floor buried beneath layers of leaves, soil, and roots, the bookends reveal their meaning only through excavation. Beneath the white tissue and the pages of Chapter 42 lie the historical and critical sources that shape the deeper implications of the text. Bezanson thus frames Melville’s symbolism as a process rather than a product—a view that becomes essential when examining whiteness in its nineteenth-century context.

Michael C. Berthold provides the historical grounding necessary to understand how whiteness in Moby-Dick intersects with racial ideology. In “Moby-Dick and American Slave Narrative,” Berthold argues that Melville’s novel shares thematic terrain with slave narratives, particularly in its depiction of violence, dehumanization, and national guilt (Berthold 135). He emphasizes that Melville wrote during a period when the Fugitive Slave Act forced Northern citizens to participate in the capture and return of enslaved people, creating what Berthold calls a “moral crisis of complicity” (Berthold 145). Through this lens, the whiteness of the whale can be read not as a mystical abstraction but as a symbol of a nation attempting to mask its brutality beneath an ideology of racial purity. When Ishmael describes whiteness as “the intensifying agent in things the most appalling” (Melville 212), his language echoes the rhetoric abolitionists used to expose the hypocrisy of a country that imagined itself morally “white” while participating in racialized violence. Berthold’s interpretation shows that the whale’s whiteness resonates with real historical anxieties—and thus cannot be separated from the culture that produced it.

Mary Blish deepens this perspective by arguing that whiteness in Melville’s novel derives its power not from intrinsic symbolism but from cultural meaning. In “The Whiteness of the Whale Revisited,” she contends that whiteness terrifies precisely because it is “culturally encoded with contradictions” (Blish 56). Whiteness signifies purity, innocence, and superiority, yet simultaneously evokes erasure, violence, and domination. Blish’s argument aligns with Ishmael’s meditation on “that ghastly whiteness” that renders the color more dreadful than the red of blood itself (Melville 205). Her analysis clarifies why whiteness, in the mid-nineteenth-century American imagination, could elicit both attraction and horror; it represented the ideological contradictions of a society that imagined itself morally righteous while perpetuating slavery. Blish thus reinforces the idea that the whale’s whiteness is not a natural symbol but a cultural one—constructed, contested, and loaded with meaning.

These critical perspectives illuminate the structural logic of Chapter 42. Ishmael’s language repeatedly emphasizes the emptiness and terror of whiteness: he describes it as a “colorless all-color” and “the heartless void” (Melville 212). These metaphors suggest that whiteness becomes frightening because it operates as a blank screen onto which the most appalling meanings can be projected. This dynamic mirrors the workings of racial ideology, which depends on the illusion that whiteness is neutral or pure even as it functions as a tool of domination. In this sense, Ishmael’s philosophical inquiry parallels the political crisis Berthold identifies: whiteness appears innocent but conceals—or intensifies—the violence beneath. The chapter thus critiques not only symbolic interpretation but also the cultural logic that underpinned 1850’s racial politics.

My creative project translates these textual dynamics into physical form. The two bookends—one shaped like the whale’s head and the other like its tail—visually emphasize fragmentation. By presenting only the extremities of the whale, the sculpture mirrors the novel’s insistence that the whole meaning of the whale is inaccessible. Just as Ishmael can only interpret fragments of the whale’s symbolic presence, the viewer can only see portions of the creature’s body. The layering of materials further enhances this effect. Nestled at the center of the sculpture lie my scholarly sources, which reflect the historical and critical foundations beneath any interpretation of the text. Covering these are layers of white tissue paper, a material that simultaneously conceals and reveals. The tissue becomes a metaphor for whiteness itself: thin, translucent, seemingly pure, yet capable of obscuring the darker layers beneath. Finally, the outermost layer—the pages of Chapter 42—situates the sculpture directly within Melville’s textual universe. On the brow of the whale’s head, I placed the words “It was never about a whale,” a statement that reframes Ahab’s metaphysical fixation into a symbolic argument about history, ideology, and interpretation. The sculpture literalizes the process Bezanson describes: meaning grows as layers are added, stripped away, and reinterpreted.

Ultimately, reading the whale’s whiteness through Berthold, Blish, and Bezanson reveals that Melville’s symbolism is historically situated, culturally loaded, and structurally unstable. The whale becomes a site where national anxieties about slavery, racial ideology, and moral complicity collide with philosophical questions about meaning itself. My creative project embodies this multiplicity by presenting the whale not as a singular symbol but as a layered, fragmented, ever-evolving figure. In both the novel and the artwork, the meaning lies not within the whale but in the act of interpretation. We can never see the whole creature—because the whale, like the nation it reflects, resists being seen in full.

Work Cited

Berthold, Michael C. “Moby-Dick and American Slave Narrative.” The Massachusetts Review, vol. 35, no. 1, 1994, pp. 135–14., www.jstor.org/stable/25090518.

Bezanson, Walter E. “Moby-Dick: Work of Art.” Moby-Dick Centennial Essays. Tyrus Hillway and Luther S. Mansfield, eds. Southern Methodist University Press, 1953.

Blish, Mary. “THE WHITENESS of the WHALE REVISITED.” CLA Journal, vol. 41, no. 1, 1997, pp. 55–69, www.jstor.org/stable/44323040

Melville, Herman, et al. Moby-Dick Or, the Whale, chap. 42, pp. 204–212. London, Penguin Classics, 2003.

Things to Think About…

I am more posting this for me than for the credit, but pardon the lateness. This class has been a really interesting one. It’s been equal parts challenging and rewarding – so much so that I find myself genuinely sad that it’s ending. I don’t think I have ever had such a collaborative experience in reading, nor have I spent as much time close reading any number of passages from books that I have read. I feel like I’ve put my brain through a gymnastics course and it’s come out with a bronze trophy – I’m not going to claim that I aced this class or had the easiest time understanding Moby-Dick, why lie at this point? We’ve all struggled, we’ve all worked hard, and we’ve all done our darndest to get the most out of this that we can.

I think my big takeaway is that all of us should be proud of what we’ve done but we should also try to take these skills and apply them to every class moving forward. This is only going to better serve us in the future, regardless of what our majors are.

Emoji-Dick, Coming to you now In Color!

Hey everyone,

I wasn’t sure if I was the only one struggling to read Emoji-Dick in black and white, but I found a complete PDF in color for your viewing pleasure. I double checked and made sure that y’all should be able to access the link.

I hope it helps!

-Kit Jackson

Annotating the inner brow

To preface this, I’m a librarian. I struggle a lot with annotating my novels, especially ones that I hold dear, because I worry that they will cause them to fall apart faster. Moby-Dick has somewhat proven this to be true, as I have already had to use Book Tape to secure the cover in place, but it’s also really shown how much the novel itself has affected me and the ways that it’s changed my engagement with novels. I think another thing to note is that I’ve changed this copy as much as it has changed me.

I bought a second copy for my final project and decided to use it as a direct comparison to my own copy. The left copy was purchased new at the beginning of the semester. The right copy was found second-hand but in good condition. From the way that they look, I would have assumed the opposite prior to owning them.

While not super apparent in this photo, the copy with the annotations, pictured on the bottom, actually stands a little taller than the fresh copy – as though my own interpretations have caused the very pages to swell with new meaning.

Through this class, I’ve fully grown comfortable with annotating as a means of better understanding and taking the time to slow down with a novel. My annotations started as simple personal notes – haha, oh wow, etc – and evolved into ways to track the sections we mentioned during class that I may have missed, sections that struck me as full of depth, notes on the historical context, as well as questions that I want to ask myself on later reads. My annotations have become a roadmap for close reading the novel, with the tabs marking most (I ran out of tabs twice) of the annotations throughout the book.

Slightly Belated Final Project Proposal – Oops, my bad!

I realized that, belatedly, I had posted both my post about what I need to learn for the final project and my project proposal into one. To remedy that, here’s the isolated bits:

For the creative project, I found a beautiful set of book ends that are the head and the tail of a sperm whale. I am taking the head and using Paper-mâché to envelop it in every page from Chapter 42, along with the literary sources I’ve pulled from for my essay and some additional items; I have the forehead read “It was never about a whale,” having the audience read the brow of the creature for the central interpretation of Moby-Dick. I will have them as the literal book ends on a copy of Moby Dick – as though the whale itself and the meaning inscribed within it is too big for the novel to even contain. This works as a kind of physical manifestation of what people perceive Moby-Dick to be about, wrapped in the chapter that is the most well known of the book.

Through this project, I argue that Melville uses the whale to critique the expectations readers bring to the symbols – showing that the whale is never simply a whale, but a surface onto which meaning is compulsively imposed. The whiteness that terrifies Ishmael arises not from the animal itself but from the human impulse to project significance onto what fundamentally resists understanding. By wrapping the whale in the physical text of Chapter 42, my artwork materializes Melville’s insight that the White Whale’s terror is generated through the very act of interpretation.

My two scholarly sources are Mary Blish’s The Whiteness of the Whale Revisited and Michael C. Berthold’s Moby-Dick and the American Slave Narrative. Both of these sources play with the concept that “Whiteness” is wholly interpretive yet also rife with pre-existing interpretations of the time. Nothing can be divorced from the history surrounding it.

Nathaniel Philbrick knows how to hook you in

For this extra credit assignment, I elected to read Nathaniel Philbrick’s Why Read Moby-Dick?, a short collection of essays that act as a tour through the information imperative to readers of Herman Melville’s novel. Much like the introductory slides from this course, or even the introduction to Moby-Dick itself, this book contextualizes Moby-Dick in ways that are simply important for our understanding of it. Sprinkled throughout are these little nuggets of love that Philbrick clearly has for the novel, bits of information that show a kind of sincerity that dry, academic essays lack such as the fact that Chapter 85, The Fountain, begins with a precise look at when Melville was writing this particular chapter of the novel – fifteen and a quarter minutes past one o’clock P.M. of this sixteenth day of December, A.D. 1850. It was only after publication that the date was changed to 1851 in the novel.

Something that struck with me was in the second chapter, Landlessness, when Philbrick explains the circumstances of how Melville first learned of the Essex. While on a whaling voyage, they met up with another whaleship, the Lima, which had Owen Chase’s son aboard. This son lent Melville his copy of Owen Chase’s account of the Essex – which he read – near the latitude that the Essex sank at. He was there – on a whaleship of his own – in the place that it happened while he read about the tragedy. I can completely understand why this would have “a surprising effect” on him (12), as I’ve had an adjacent experience.

For the holidays in 2019, I was gifted a book called Mass Effect Andromeda: Annihilation. The story follows the journey of the quarian-led ark ship, Keelah Si’yah, which is carrying colonists from various Milky Way species which were not part of the other four ark ships seen in Andromeda. While enroute to its destination, a disease outbreak is discovered among some of the colonists placed in cryo-sleep. This disease is able to infect all species aboard the ark, it is an airborne pathogen, and it is highly deadly. I read this novel in January 2020, working at a restaurant chain that sells soups while my coworkers were all getting sick from some mysterious virus that was putting us all out of commission. It was not until March 2020 that we learned exactly what this mysterious virus was, but that novel truly terrified me. I have not reread it since.

Taking my own experience into consideration, the writing of Moby-Dick feels inevitable for someone like Herman Melville. How could he not be moved to do something with his experience? This book provides ample other insight into the life of Melville, into the inner workings of his mind that lead to the creation of this great American classic. If anyone is at all interested in re-reading the novel, I would recommend reading this book first. It’s a scant 127 pages long, broken up into 28 chapters, well worth the time and fully available for free at the San Diego Public Library.

We’re on the home stretch

What you still need to learn/do for your final project?

So, I already have a strong idea of what creative project I want to do for my final paper, I’m just solidifying my thesis statement for the paper portion of it. I’m planning to re-read Chapter 42: The Whiteness of the Whale in the next couple of days so that I can have a solid foundation to build upon.

For the creative project, I found a beautiful set of book ends that are the head and the tail of a sperm whale. I was initially thinking of taking the head and using Paper-Mache to envelop it in every page from Chapter 42, then have the forehead read “It was never about a whale.” It would be set either inside of the book at Chapter 42 or — using both ends — I would have them as the literal book ends on a copy of Moby Dick. This works as a kind of physical manifestation of what people perceive Moby-Dick to be about, wrapped in the chapter that is the most well known of the book.

Through this project, I argue that Melville uses the whale to critique the expectations readers bring to the symbols – showing that the whale is never simply a whale, but a surface onto which meaning is compulsively imposed. The whiteness that terrifies Ishmael arises not from the animal itself but from the human impulse to project significance onto what fundamentally resists understanding. By wrapping the whale in the physical text of Chapter 42, my artwork materializes Melville’s insight that the White Whale’s terror is generated through the very act of interpretation.

As a kind of related aside: I read once that to understand the social commentary of a horror novel, you need to remove the monster from it. Whatever story you have left is really what the story is about. With Moby-Dick, which monster would you have to remove to understand the commentary on — Ahab or Moby-Dick? Or are either of them truly to blame for the events of the novel?

My biggest takeaway from this novel is that there is so much we cannot ever know, but there is so much that we can miss on our first read through. There are so many strands that Melville is weaving here, from the aspect of race, slavery, nation, capitalism, obsession, etc. there’s so much that you can see in this book. I want to try and read the book again with a different focus each time so that I can see what changes in my perception of the book.

Food for thought: articles to feed your mind

Hey Everyone,

So, I know that we are all deep in the trenches of trying to figure out what we want to do our final project on — I certainly am. I’ve found some really fascinating articles that I think might benefit more than just me, so I’m going to share a link to the Google Drive Folder so that others might benefit from my searching.

There’s a few that are articles about racism, about Melville’s intentions with his black characters, about how Melville plays with our perceptions to make us racially assign Ishmael as white, one that gives really interesting interpretations about the truth behind what Moby-Dick actually was, and a few more. They’re free to use, I just hope they help! I’ll keep updating the folder as I find more, let me know if you have any issues loading the link.

See you tomorrow!

-Kit Jackson

Essay #2: Ishmael, lost at sea

In Moby-Dick, Herman Melville repeatedly stages moments in which the sea overwhelms the boundaries of human identity, but few scenes capture this more powerfully than Ishmael’s trance on the masthead. Suspended high above the Pequod, Ishmael drifts into a state of “opium-like listlessness” in which consciousness loosens, perception widens, and the difference between the self and the ocean begins to dissolve. This moment is not merely atmospheric; it dramatizes a philosophical crisis at the center of the novel. Through his hypnotic depiction of reverie, loss of identity, and spiritual diffusion, Melville suggests that human life is shaped by natural forces far greater than individual will. In the masthead passage, Melville uses imagery of trance, cosmic absorption, and tidal ebbing to show that identity is unstable and never fully self-owned; this dissolution reveals a deeper, universal soul that undercuts the American ideal of a singular, autonomous self and that, ultimately, the overwhelming power of nature exposes the fragility of the man-made structures and hierarchies that the novel otherwise appears to uphold. In tracing how the sea absorbs Ishmael’s individuality, the passage becomes a quiet critique of national identity, human authority, and the illusion of personal sovereignty.

The passage below, which occurs during Ishmael’s solitary watch on the masthead in Chapter 35, captures the trance-like dissolution of self:

“But lulled into such an opium-like listlessness of vacant, unconscious reverie is the absent-minded youth of blending cadence of waves with thoughts, that at last he loses his identity; takes the mystic ocean at his feet for the visible image of that deep, blue, bottomless soul, pervading mankind and nature… In this enchanted mood, thy spirit ebbs away to whence it came; becomes diffused through time and space.” (172–173)

This moment, with its shifting sensory language and its movement from reverie to cosmic dissolution, initiates Melville’s larger unraveling of individual identity–an unraveling that begins with the very nature of Ishmael’s altered consciousness.

Melville opens the masthead scene by depicting Ishmael’s consciousness as drugged by the natural world, using the language of trance to unravel the boundaries of individual agency. The phrase “opium-like listlessness” immediately establishes a state in which Ishmael’s mind is no longer directed by will, intention, or purpose. This simile is striking because it attributes to the sea the agency typically associated with a narcotic: the ocean becomes a substance that infiltrates and alters consciousness simply by being contemplated. “Listlessness” emphasizes not just relaxation but a near-total suspension of motivation—a dangerous condition given Ishmael’s precarious position on the masthead. Melville intensifies this sensation through the paradoxical phrase “vacant, unconscious reverie.” Reverie ordinarily implies imaginative or even productive mental wandering, but here it becomes emptied out: the mind is active and inactive at once, drifting but directionless. This tension between motion and vacancy mirrors the larger tension in the novel between the desire for self-determination and the pull of environmental forces that erode that autonomy. Ishmael’s trance, then, is not simply daydreaming at sea; it is the erosion of his ability to think or move independently. Yet this initial loss of control is only the beginning, for Melville soon expands Ishmael’s trance into a profound dissolution of self that reaches far beyond mere distraction.

As the passage deepens, Melville makes the collapse of Ishmael’s individuality explicit, casting the ocean as a “mystic” embodiment of a universal soul that destabilizes the idea of a singular, autonomous identity. The bluntness of the phrase “he loses his identity” stands out amid the otherwise lyrical description. Melville refuses metaphor here: the loss is direct, unmistakable. Yet the surrounding language transforms this loss into something more cosmic than terrifying. Ishmael “takes the mystic ocean at his feet for the visible image of that deep, blue, bottomless soul, pervading mankind and nature.” This sentence fuses perception with metaphysics; the sea becomes both an external force and a symbolic embodiment of a collective human essence. The adjectives “deep,” “blue,” and “bottomless” work together to evoke not just physical depth but spiritual depth—the unknowable fullness of a universal soul in which boundaries cannot be located, let alone defended. Most crucial is the phrase “pervading mankind and nature,” which dissolves any distinction between human identity and the natural world. Ishmael becomes part of a continuum rather than an isolated self. In this way, the passage quietly challenges the American ideal of a self-made, self-contained individual. Melville replaces singularity with pervasiveness, autonomy with absorption. If this identity-loss challenges the notion of a self-contained individual, the passage’s final imagery pushes even further, suggesting that the self not only dissolves but cycles back into the vast motions of the natural world.

Melville’s imagery of ebbing and diffusion portrays human life as a temporary, borrowed motion, a force that passes through the individual rather than originating within it. When the narrator claims that in this enchanted mood “thy spirit ebbs away to whence it came,” he invokes tidal language that links Ishmael’s soul directly to the rhythms of the ocean. An ebb is not disappearance but return: it signals a cycle, a movement back toward an original source. The implication is that human life is not inherently self-directed but participates in natural and possibly cosmic currents far older and more powerful than the individual. Melville follows this with the even more expansive statement that the spirit “becomes diffused through time and space.” Diffusion suggests scattering, dispersal, the loss of borders. The verb erases containment; diffusion is the negation of identity’s edges. Ishmael does not merely blend into the sea—he dissolves into the universe. This condition radically opposes the American emphasis on personal sovereignty, suggesting instead that identity is something briefly concentrated within a human body and then released again. This vision of life as cyclical and uncontained gains further significance when we consider where the passage appears in the novel, a placement that directly interacts with the Pequod’s rigid social and symbolic structures.

Placed early in the voyage, the masthead scene subtly undermines the Pequod’s rigid social order by revealing that nature’s vast, absorbing power renders human hierarchies—and the American individualism that sustains them—fragile and illusory. At this point in the narrative, Ishmael has only recently joined the crew and is still orienting himself within the ship’s structure of authority, labor, and racial hierarchy. Below him operate the systems that define the Pequod as a microcosm of American society: Ahab’s emerging command, the capitalist imperative of the whaling mission, and the ethnic stratification visible among the sailors. Above him, however, these structures collapse. The masthead offers an elevated vantage point not only physically but philosophically. It removes Ishmael from the ship’s human order and places him in direct relation to the sea, which reveals itself as a force indifferent to the divisions and identities constructed below. The trance thus becomes a momentary emancipation from the artificial boundaries of nationality, race, and profession. It also foreshadows the conflict between Ishmael’s fluid, receptive identity and Ahab’s rigid, monomaniacal one. While Ishmael’s self dissolves into the sea, Ahab’s hardens against it; the placement of this passage anticipates the inevitable consequences of resisting the ocean’s overwhelming power. Seen in this broader narrative context, the masthead moment becomes more than a lyrical digression; it serves as a thematic blueprint for the novel’s unfolding confrontation between human selfhood and the overwhelming force of the sea.

In the masthead passage, Melville reveals how the sea dismantles the illusion of personal autonomy through its imagery of trance, identity-loss, and diffusion. Ishmael’s consciousness loosens, his individuality dissolves, and his spirit cycles outward into a force that precedes and exceeds him. By placing this moment early in the narrative, Melville underscores the fragility of human systems—national, hierarchical, or otherwise—when measured against nature’s absorbing vastness. The passage ultimately suggests that identity is not a possession to be defended but a temporary form taken on by forces far larger than the self. In a novel that frequently focuses on the limits of human power, the masthead scene stands as an early reminder that the self, however cherished, is always perched on the edge of dissolution.

Of love and learning

The very things that Ahab denied allowed Ishmael to survive the sinking of the Pequod – love and learning. For what could have kept the Rachel near but the unending search for the lost boy, for the love of a parent with a missing child? And what but love drove Queequeg to stave off his impending death so that his coffin can be the thing that saves Ishmael? Back in Chapter 10, Ishmael declared that “we were bosom friends; he would gladly die for me, if need should be.” (57) When Queequeg’s death was imminent, when his final moments neared, he changed his mind about dying, stating that “he had just recalled a little duty ashore, which he was leaving undone.” (523)

Without a doubt, that “little duty” was his pact with Ishmael, as he proceeded to use this coffin as a sea chest for all his earthly belongings – as was promised with their declaration – and he set about the journey aware of its inevitable end. Queequeg took the time “carving the lid with all manner of grotesque figures and drawings; and it seemed that hereby he was striving, in his rude way, to copy parts of the twisted tattooing on his body.” (524) This coffin, in turn, took the place of Queequeg. He carved it to use as a stand-in, when he knew he would likely not be able to keep his word.

I include learning in my analysis because Ahab never took the time to learn about anyone – he assumed that all he knew was all he needed to know, allowing his monomaniacal focus to hold sway over all aspects of his life. This meant that he did not try to learn about Queequeg beyond the fact that he was a cannibal. He did not try to learn from the misfortune of others that his own demise could be more than “the gallows.” Ultimately, learning from Starbuck or even listening to Stubb regarding Captain Gardiner’s request could have changed the shape of his life. Yet, because he did not, he was doomed to a predetermined fate of his own making.