catheads

Pomet challenges and questions the masculinity associated with hunting by replacing the mens faces with those of carton-like catheads.

Exhibition Spotlight: Paco Pomet at Monya Rowe Gallery

Like an avalanche, she shot forward and down as the sea astern struck her with the force of a thousand battering rams, burying her bow to the catheads in the milky foam at the bottom that came on deck in all directions - forward, astern, to right and left, through the hawse-pipes and over the rail.

Story of a Typhoon off the Coast of Japan

All this and such freaks as a waterspout that collapsed on their astonished heads, bringing the maindeck level with the surface for several minutes; and without a pause thunder bellowed about them, while St Elmo's fire flickered and blazed on the bowsprit and catheads.

Heavy Weather

On the forecastle, some half – dozen soldiers, in all varieties of undress, were playing at cards, smoking, or watching the fishing – lines hanging over the catheads.

For the term of his natural life

The fishing – lines still hung dangling over the catheads, but nobody touched them.

For the term of his natural life

The Corinthians seem to have reinforced at least the front faces of their own outriggers with strong bow timbers “catheads”.

THE LANDMARK THUCYDIDES

I took my blankets up on the fo'ks'le head, near the catheads, and laid down, for the fo'ks'le was too stifling for a comfortable sleep.

A NIGHT'S SWIM IN YEDDO BAY

The catheads could have handled the horse, but not the deadly hom of the unicorn.

Juxtaposition

Another detail in which a man-of-war differs from a merchantman is in the rigging of the bowsprit, the man-of-war generally having whiskers, and the merchantman taking the pull of the shroud direct from the forecastle along the catheads, the whiskers being the spars across the bowsprit, which take the purchase of the bowsprit shrouds as the dolphin-striker takes the purchase of the stays.

Golden Days for Boys and Girls, Vol. XIII, Nov. 28, 1891

Every voice was hushed on board the ship now, and only the humming of the wind and the swish of the water could be heard as she dived every now and then over her catheads into the waves, that fell in a cataract of spray on her forecastle and washed into her waist, while she dashed onward, gathering speed with every yard of progress that she made.

Picked up at Sea The Gold Miners of Minturne Creek