The reclining figure in *The Storm* dissolves into smudged charcoal, limbs blurred by wind or haste. Whistler’s swift strokes capture not just rain, but the weight of it pressing against skin and river alike.
How many faces flicker in the storm’s upper right corner—ghosts or passengers? #ClevelandMuseumofArt #Whistler #StormDrawings
https://clevelandart.org/art/1924.47









