Merman Magnus Solo Art Robert Kline Nautical Beach Home Decor

Sea Master 9 Magnus Solo Merman Art by Robert Kline
Click To Enlarge
  • Item #: M9

Merman Sea Master 9 Magnus Solo

Merman art and story by Robert Kline

This is a RETIRED merman print that is limited in supply and therefore only available in the following matted size: 5" x 7" and 11" x 14".

This wonderful merman or Sea Master art and story comes 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 for this print:

The HMS Baci plowed through the warm Pacific to her next landfall. Palm lined atolls and islands hove into view and then the usual small breasted native women swam out to the Baci. Sir Edmund was the first to noticed the in usually forward friendliness the women possessed, they seemingly extraordinarily content.

Then for nearly a week he had no success in sighting  Sea Maidens, their population apparently shunning the good ship Baci; and while that was tedious in and of itself, again and again the naturalist hear the native population call out to him something that sounded like, “shooney bwego, shooney bwego” as they pointed to the water around them. It was of course left to gnarly Dan to find a way to interpret the words. After two days ashore the old salt returned, apparently sated in all respects and puffed up with his new knowledge. He did however wait until the captain was safely out of earshot before he confided in the naturalist. “Bad new, Yer Honor; ‘shooney bwego’ means ‘handsome sea god’, and the women-folk here ‘bouts are powerful pleased ta have him visit. Seems there’d be a certain stinginess concernin’ the availability a’ Sea Maidens in these waters this time of the year (they’s at a Sea Maiden meetin’ a’ some sort) an’ it appears yer Sea Master is a bit on the lonely side. Appears he spends more’n a littlke time pleasin’ the local lasses (they come down to the beach at night, wades in a ways an’ he takes his pick). An’ there ain’t a complaint to be heard. The men-folk consider him powerful good luck an’ so they’s happy ta lend him a wife ‘er two. He sends ‘em back in better shape than he gets ‘em, so I’m told.”

Sir Edmund was entirely discommoded. It had been his intention to formally request the captain’s hand within the week and it wouldn’t bode well to have the remainder of her glorious body preoccupied. It was nearly beyond endurance. (Sir Edmund was in some ways a typical man; unsure of his prowess and uninterested in improving himself in that department. “If a charge at full gallop did the trick for wellington at Waterloo, well then!”) All he could say to Gnarly Dan was, “Let me give this some thought, my good man. I shall sleep on it.”

Oh, that life could be so easy. Not fifteen minutes later the incredibly handsome Sea Master in question leaped from the sea less than a stone’s toss from Captain Constance Daphne. No man who saw the twinkle in the Sea Master’s eye, or caught the broad grin on his face had any doubt as to its effect on Captain Constance Daphne.

She crossed her arms across her magnificent chest and then finally, she raised a fist to her mouth and bit her thumb as she looked to the spreading ripples and smiled. “Sir Edmund,” she called out softly at last, “please be so good as to rouse out Mr. Halley’s patented diving apparatus. I have a need to enter the sea.” Sir Edmund, old Gnarly Dan and Captain Constance Daphne Fitzwillie descended in Halley’s patented diving bell and saw the elusive Sea Master once more. He gilded beneath them as if he knew more than he was letting on. Then he swam beside the bell hovered at its perimeter. He feigned disinterest but it was obvious the show was for those encapsulated.

Sir Edmund fidgeted nervously. At last he said, “Perhaps the captain would prefer other company.” He did not intend to sound angry and offended as he was. Constance Daphne eyed him coldly. “It is a small wonder,” she signed “that men undervalue performance so remarkably.” The Sea Master glided off into the gloom.

Sir Edmund’s journal reads;

A Sea Master. He quite unremarkable in my eyes, though others may disagree.

Magnus mediocratus

Medium height. Forgettable hair. Insignificant weight. Average swimmer.

Sighted near Papeete of the Society Islands.

September, 1834

Sea Master number nine

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.

  * Marked fields are required.
Price $15.00
Availability In-Stock

Best Values

Related Items