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Sea Master Couple 12 and 13

Merman couple art and story by Robert Kline

This Sea Master print is available in the following matted sizes (entire matted size): 5" x 7", 8" x 10", 11" x 14" and the 11" x 17" comes unmatted on a piece of 1/4" foam board.

This beautiful Sea Master art and story are from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirateslighthouses and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida.  The print is a lithograph reproduction of Robert's original watercolor and pencil painting. Hand labeled and signed by Robert in pencil, all the prints come with a 1/4" foam backing and the 5" x 7", 8" x 10", 11" x 14" are matted so all you need is a frame and they are ready to hang on your wall! Each print also comes with an excerpt from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci. A fantastic saga in which multiple generations of the Roberts’ family explore the seven seas in search of the world’s mermaid and merman population. Thus, you receive the passage from Robert's novel describing the particular event in which the character(s) in the print were sighted. The following is the story written for this illustration:

So it was goodbye to the Orient as the good ship Baci weighed anchor, spun on her heels, and escaped down the pearl river in a rush to the open sea. Past Hong Kong to the larboard the sailed, and then with all the cloth the old girl would carry on to the southwest, every man jack of the crew moving with notable speed. They were still differential to their quirky naturalist, he having once more impressed them with his manly skills (dispatching an abrasive American captain in a gentleman’s duel with a well placed ball between the eyes).

They journeyed for weeks, pausing long enough to discover the first Ming emperor’s royal burial barge, their celebration interrupted by a battle with Chinese pirates. After that they passed through the Sulu Sea and then off to Borneo where they encountered a desperate band of Dayaks. Another victory and the Bacis at last achieved New Guinea. Their first order of business was the acquisition of drinking water. Boats were lowered, each towing a raft of empty casks in its wake. Gnarly Dan and Sir Edmund were in the first cutter. Leading those in the second was an Australian chap by the name of Ernest Erwin; a likeable fellow with an endless chatter, a love for animals and a keen sense of adventure. “By cracky, otta be some huge crocs in these swamps!” he advised his boat mates. He pointed to the inlet the other boat was approaching. “A bloke’s be sure to find some big ‘uns up that stream: an’ they’re gonna be grumpy with our splashin’ about! How I’d love ta get up close at one a’ them beauties!”

For all of his personable characteristics, those Bacis who shared his boat thought he was patently insane. With the exception of kitten and puppies, all forms of animal life were best appreciated by the Bacis at meal time. Rats, weevils, fish and fowl were all truly fair game. The Australian at the bow of their craft was obviously sadly misinformed and headed for trouble. Which he found. Later in the day, far up a narrowing stream where a spring of fresh water allowed the men to fill cask after cask, a mammoth crocodile warily observed them from a muddy bank. Four men with muskets kept constant vigil while Sir Edmund hastily sketched the beast and Gnarly Dan fretted about like an old hen. Earnest Erwin, however, couldn’t get enough of the reptile. “It’s a she croc, mates! And what a beauty! Just take a look at the size a’ her head! Her jaws alone ‘d be half the length a’ me body! And look at those teeth! HUGE!” On and on he prattled, moving with more caution as he approached the watching crocodile. At last he was impossible close to the giant beast; sharing the same muddy bank and no less than a body length away. Ernest Edwin turned one last time to the astonished crew and softly called out, “See mates! She’s content at just lie in her muddy nest and watch! By cracky, she a big ‘un! Don’t I just love her! And she feels the same!”

With that remark the crocodile demonstrated just how much she did love Ernest Erwin; so much that she burst from her liar with unbelievable speed, opened her mouth wide and scooped up the startled sailor as she advanced, thrashing her head twice before she swallowed him whole. Nat a man moved. Not a shot fired. Even Sir Edmund stood with his own mouth agape. The crocodile then slid down the bank and into the dark stream. She submerged and moved farther upstream, leaving tiny bubbles and the memory of a game little Australian who had nothing more to teach the Bacis. When they returned to the ship, Sir Edmund looked back and commented sadly, “Stout fellow, that, might have fared better with a bit more in the common sense department.”

The next week he observed a pair of Sea Masters. It was Constance Daphne who gave voice to the obvious. “Why they’re both men!” she exclaimed, envy clearly lacing her tone. “And a handsome lot!” Sir Edmund huffed, “We’d gladly leave you alone with them if we could.” Finally, Gnarly Dan piped in, “They’d be good lookin’; that’s for sure. Me second wife’s brother ‘d be ’bout that well found. Girls couldn’t get enough a him. Didn’t seem ta notice though. Preferred gents, it seemed, though I ain’t sure.” The two Sea Masters tussled by; it never quite clear if they were asleep dreaming or involved in a ritual of sorts. Sir Edmund watched speechless, the silence at last broken by Gnarly Dan who confided, “The sea’d be full of a diff’rent fishes, Yer Honor; ain’t no two built alike, nor preferrin’ the same mess. Be a shame ta belittle what ain’t common.” The naturalist looked long and hard at the old salt. “Apparently so,” was his quiet response.

His notebook was offhand and brief:
Lost a crewmember to a dramatic crocodile, the latter fully the length of three men. Sighted two Sea Masters off the coast of New Guinea.
Maximus Handsome. Muscular.
September 7, 1835

There are many more Sea Maiden (mermaid), Sea Baby, Pirate and Sea Master (merman) prints available. Different characters and print sizes. Collect the series! This item will be sent flat via USPS 1st class mail or priority mail.

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