Sea Maiden 19 Sue - Pregnant mermaid

Pregnant mermaid art and story by Robert Kline

This is a retired pregnant mermaid print has been SOLD OUT.

This wonderful pregnant Sea Maiden art print is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates, lighthouses and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida.  The lovely mermaid and pirate print has been derived from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of the H.M.S. Baci. The print is a lithograph reproduction of  Robert’s original pencil and watercolor painting. It has been hand labeled and hand signed by Robert in pencil. All of the prints come with a 1/4″ foam backing and the 5×7′s, 8×10′s, 11×14′s are matted sizes so all you need is a frame and they are ready to hang on your wall! Each of the prints come with an excerpt from Robert Kline’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which multiple generations of the Roberts’ family explore the seven seas in search of the world’s mermaid and merman population.

The HMS Baci cruised blithely up the Pacific coast of South America, her crew enraptured by two of man’s greatest pleasures: the presence of a beautiful woman and the opportunity to make a lot of noise. Captain Constance Daphne was indeed attractive beyond words in both countenance and comportment, and it was she who ordered the daily exercising of the ship’s stunning complement of artillery, permitting the men to blast away in good form.

And so, each morning following breakfast, gun crews touched off their charges. Black power erupted in billowous grandeur. Hot balls blew through the air and tons of cast iron bucked happily against constraining ropes as huge cannons recoiled. The men laughed and swore and capered about, and each time, without fail, the good Baci, crew and all, disappeared in a great cloud of self-congratulating smoke.

And while both men and captain reveled in the noteworthy speed and accuracy with which they splintered target rafts, flotsam and shoreline details, both men and captain took their practice very seriously indeed. Certainly the slapped one another’s backs and played fools for a time (never mind the occasional crushed foot or singed face) but behind every laugh was the sure knowledge they were preparing for a rematch with the most feared prate  of all the seas, a man whose name was only whispered and still brought a lump to the throat and a stomach plunging like a loosed  anchor; the loathsome tyrant, Naughty Nat. The same Naughty Nat who sold both his little brothers into Turkish slavery. The same Naughty Nat who shipped five logs in every voyage to be whittled by hand into planks. Planks that were used, one at a time for out-of-favor crew members to take an enforced stroll into eternity – an eternity most notably punctuated by trashing sharks. And yes, the self named Naughty Nat who pledged fidelity and unending love to every women he encountered – indeed, the same despicable Naughty Nat who respected no women the morning after, the night before, or ever.

This was Naughty Nat captain Constance Daphne wished to reengage, ordering, after the massive cannons were sponged our and secured, the Bacis to crack on with as much canvas spread as the good old ship could handle, the lookouts scanning the horizon for the ship with the ominous black ball on her mainsail (Naughty Nat’s calling card and warning).

In point of fact the HMS Baci was now leap-frogging with the pirate, both vessels unaware of the proximity of the other, sometimes passing in the night, sometimes sailing just out of sight on parallel courses.

Sir Edmund Roberts, the gentleman naturalist and Sea Maiden questor still insisted on an hour every day for his research, Halley’s patented diving apparatus being lowered into the depths. It was after a rather grating day that he and his bell mate, the surly and garrulous old salt, Gnarly Dan spied a Sea Maiden quite apparently pregnant. For all the world she appeared to posing for her voyeurs, throwing out her stout tummy and planting her hands on her hips as if to say, “how nice this is!”

“They does that, you know, cap,” instructed Gnarly Dan while Sir Edmund feigned disinterest, “cause they be proud-like. Ya see onst yer Sea Maiden has a young’un stowed away she’s right special. Ain’t another Sea Maiden nor master what ain’t certain she be at her most beauteous. An’ lookee at her fine white hair, Cap, like a new sail in the midday sun! White it’ll be from beginning to end. Goes back to natural onst her little’un ships out. Proud as punch she be. Posin’ ever chanst she gits!”

Which she did for better than an hour, arching her back, her hands occasionally sliding forward to gently caress her belly.

Sir Edmund Roberts journal reads:
Sighted gravid Sea Maiden. Very proud. Very large.
Maidenus Praegnantus

There are many more sea maidens (mermaids), sea baby, pirates and sea masters prints available. Different characters and print sizes. Collect the series! This item will be sent flat via USPS 1st class mail or priority mail.