Sea Master 14 Magnus Solo by Robert Kline

Sea Master 14 Magnus Solo by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Master illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which the Sea Captain, Sir Edmund Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

On to New Holland (Australia) the good Bacis journeyed, making a nice landfall after pleasant sailing. They anchored in Sydney Cove and were delighted to be away from the pirates under the protective arm of the British Empire once more. The town was clean, the warehouses full, offering the naturalist opportunities to not only explore, but also fins new contraptions for his quest.

In the week that followed he perused cockatoos and the great jumping beast, the kangaroo, and in neither was he disappointed. Additionally, Captain Constance Fitzwille and Gnarly Dan were astounded and beguiled by both, the old salt slapping his knee with each long bound of the kangaroo while Constance Daphne was much taken with the baby she spied tucked in the kangaroos mother’s pouch.

Sir Edmund explored the waters inside the great reef, disappointed to find they were not teeming with Sea Maidens as he had hoped. Gnarly Dan lamented, “Should be pools of ‘em in every distant patch ‘a sea. I don’ understand why we ain’t seen none here. They’s disappearing’ afore our eyes. Why, it won’t be long an’ all the young gobs ‘ll have is our stories and His Honor’s painted pictures! See if they don’ start sayin’ we made em’ up!”
Sir Edmund was nonplussed. “Fear not!” he assured the old salt; they are documented, described and cataloged! There breaths not one learned man with the temerity to doubt our discoveries!” Your Sea Maiden is as common and soon to be as firmly established by the scientific community as the dodo and America’s famed passenger pigeon. Poppycock to believe otherwise.”
But it was obvious Gnarly Dan was not convinced. “An’ you’d have a reason why we ain’t seen none, Squire?”

As luck would have it, Michelangelo, the sailor who shared the diving bell with them spied a Sea Master drifting into view. “One bird don’t mean it’s summer,” Gnarly Dan muttered while Sir Edmund touched his chin and whispered, “A handsome specimen; that much is certain, yet there is something unsettlingly familiar about him. I cannot place it, but I’m sure I’ve seen that lad before.”

Sir Edmund’s journal alluded to the mystery:
Wonderful island! Saw kangaroo and cockatoo (appears to be a penchant for oo’s by the locals!) Though our 14th Sea Master sighting would no doubt have prompted at least one more “oo” by our fair Captain, Constance Daphne. (For the life of me the Sea Master is hauntingly familiar.)
Magnus Solo
Handsome. Statuesque. Well developed. Curly hair.
October 17, 1835
Sighted at New Holland inside the Great Barrier Reef

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Sea Maiden 19 Queen of the sea by Robert Kline

Mermaid and sea turtle art by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Maiden and green sea turtle illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Edmund C. Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

“Why, she‘d be the Queen of the Sea,” Marie proclaimed to no one in particular, but with a finality that none of the others in the diving apparatus chose to challenge. Edmund C. Roberts, Sarah, Sue and the girls’ sister, Marie had been submersed for nearly an hour before the sea turtle and then the Sea Maiden came into view. Roberts had recently researched the local fauna and informed his captive audience that the former was indeed a Green Sea Turtle. “So named not for the hue of their carapace, rather than the color of the fat in their bodies. And that, my dear ones, would be a mature specimen.

They all watched in awe as the turtle swam slowly toward them, it head turning as if very interested in the four in the diving bell, though it could in fact have been seeing its own reflection in the thick glass. Then the Sea Maiden came form the opposite direction, capturing its attention and beginning a wide circle as she moved near. Apparently oblivious or at least unconcerned with the diving bell, the Sea Maiden was immediately enraptured with the Sea turtle. She circled it once, then twice, until at last she was within touching distance. Then they were nearly motionless, each watching the other intently.

Those in the diving apparatus held their breath as the sea turtle and the Sea Maiden reached out. The turtle’s fin rose to the Sea Maiden, and her hand stretched out to meet it. For the briefest instant they touched, a beatific moment at once tender and filled with meaning. Then the Sea Maiden turned away and was gone with several powerful sweeps of her tail. The sea turtle did not follow though it watched her depart until she could no longer be seen.
Later that evening, aboard the Baci Finale and looking from the railing at the darkening sky, Edmund C. Roberts thought of the encounter. “Queen of the Sea, indeed,” he whispered before he returned to his salon.

His journal reads simply:
Sea Maiden 19 – Maidenus regalus
That same night, Roberts and each of the triplets dreamed of their lost mothers.

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Sea Maiden 16 Pamela with Sea Baby by Robert Kline

Sea Maiden 16 Pamela with Sea Baby by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Maiden mother and Sea Baby illustration 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 illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Sir Edmund Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings. The following is a hint of what is written in the excerpt for this illustration:

In the tepid waters off the western coast of South America, the extended ordeal in Hally’s patented diving apparatus ended with a whimper.
“Always knowed I’d die at sea,” Gnarly Dan lamented, “But I never figured it to be hot and boring.” “It is a bit anti-climactic,” Sir Edmund Roberts added looking with bald longing at their semi-clad and beautiful captain. “Pity.”
The two men lapsed into quiet parley, Gnarly Dan , the old salt with a titanic store of obscure wisdom, and Sir Edmund, the Sea Maiden questor and gentleman naturalist at last concluding it was their manly duty to rescue their captain, Constance Daphne from a watery and ignoble grave. With a show of aged and ineffectual bravado they lowered their feet to the soft sea bottom, braced their bare backs against the bell’s oaken walls and heaved upward, the embarrassing result being that while the diving apparatus did not budge, the men succeeded in forcing themselves knee deep into the warm Pacific ooze. Sir Edmund Roberts wiped his brow, caught his breath and observed, “What we need is a firm bottom,” to which Gnarly Dan apologetically nodded and said, “Beggin’ yer pardon, Cap, but the gentleman is right; we could use your help.”

Captain Fitzwillie, resplendent even in fatigue and perspiration, looked from man to man and then to the details of the bell’s interior. It was some time before she responded, “In some things you remind me of my departed husband, your captain, but in every thing your remind me of men. Breathes there one of you with more insight than insensitivity? You pride yourselves on walking erect though your only advantage lay with you supine!” She warmed to her disdain. “I am mortified to admit I have spent these many hours trapped in a cramped, odorous underwater machine because I accepted your pronouncements of our helplessness.” She too now stood up though she did not attempt lifting the bell. Instead she raised the base of her bench, exposing a rack of iron balls, which she began hefting out and dropping into the mire. Sir Edmund’s face fell to humiliation as she exposed the rack of ballast beneath his own bench and moved to empty it. (The bell was not normally raised by discarding ballast; the ball’s value sufficient to warrant using the crew’s muscle to raise the apparatus following each dive, so the oversight was somewhat reasonable.) As soon as an upward movement was apparent, the three returned to their benches, their weight slowing but not stopping the ascent.

In silence they drifted upward, and in silence they saw their sixteenth Sea Maiden – a beautiful mother with a child riding on her back. Anger and embarrassment melted as the endearing pair circled the bell. “I suppose the youth cannot swim,” Sir Edmund noted, cloaking himself once more in his mantle of science. “Lord above,” Gnarly Dan huffed, “that child could swim to Merry England if she chose. She’s just loving her mum. We tend to forget ‘em where we lives, but yer Sea Maiden gets her strength, and her love from her mother’s heart. And she never forgets. They’s like peas in a pod their whole life.”

Sir Edmund’s notebook recounts:
Intelligence will out: we analyzed our way out of Halley’s bell and saw a Sea Maiden and offspring.
Maidenus Mater
April 12, 1833, Protected harbor of San Carlos, (yet!) island of Chilo’e Average weight, beautiful appearance.
Maidenus infans
3-5 years approximately, slight build, beautiful appearance, scales higher.
The HMS Baci is gone!

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Sea Maiden 8 Grace and 9 Harmony by Robert Kline

Sea Maiden 8 Grace and 9 Harmony by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Maiden illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Edmund C. Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

Edmund C. Roberts’ plans to make his journey sans women had been a bust from the beginning. First his naturalist, Dr. M.R. Gebeaux had shattered his bully world by advancing into his world as a female. His chagrin, his anger, then his petulance that she was Dr. Marie Ryan Gebeaux and not Michael Rufus or Milton Richard or any such masculine moniker had pushed him to the brink of apoplexy. Then the stowaway triplets, Sarah, Sue and Marie were discovered and further degraded his intentions. But they at last were children. His naturalist was a bonafide women. Petite, feminine, beautiful and intelligent. It was more than he could handle. And more to the point, she was more than he could ignore. At first he attempted to react to her as if she were a man…a noted naturalist to help him during his voyage of discovery. But she was so undeniably attractive. Her walk was to feminine. Her figure, though diminutive had sufficient curves and bumps to disrupt him at every juncture. Even her voice trilled him. And she smelled of a woman–hints of perfume, bath soap, and shampoo, blended and swirled about his memory.

His attempts to deny her sexually paled with each sea mile. She occupied more and more of his waking thoughts. Soon he was seeking her attention, looking for any excuse to query her as to manufactured scientific conundrum. At first she responded to his ridiculous questions in earnest, but soon she understood he was indeed soliciting not information, but proximity. That is not to say she responded in kind. The young man was surely not her type, his reputation unflattering and as well noted as his family’s .

It was as they shared his diving apparatus that the situation became nearly unbearable. Just off the coast of San Francisco, the two of them submersed and observing the sea life, Edmund found himself contemplating various advances. He leaned toward her. She subtly inched away. He brushed against her when he pointed out a particularly long stem of seagrass. She was becoming very uncomfortable when a pair of Sea Maidens drifted into view. They were truly beautiful and enjoying a prolonged embrace.
Both Roberts and Dr. Gebeaux shifted closer to the viewing port. “They are remarkable,” she observed, thankful for the diversion. Roberts took the opportunity to press his arm against hers. She pulled hers away.

His journal reads:
October 21, 1912
Spied a brace of Sea Maidens, apparently enamored.
Sea Maiden 8 Grace, Maidenus seductus
Sea Maiden 9 Harmony, Maidenus swoonus
Sighted in San Fransisco harbor following a rain shower and a brilliant rainbow.

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Sea Maiden 15 Nora - Pregnant mermaid art by Robert Kline

Pregnant Sea Maiden Nora by Robert Kline

This beautiful pregnant Sea Maiden illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Edmund C. Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

“There is something inexplicably alluring about a pregnant woman,” Edmund C. Roberts commented to the four females accompanying him in the diving bell. “However, I cannot fathom (no pun intended) what it could be,” he concluded as he watched the drifting, particularly gravid Sea Maiden not three meters from the viewing window. “It’s because she has the world’s best secret,” Sarah whispered. “The world’s most wonderful present,” Sue corrected. “Both,” Marie added, looking from triplet to triplet and nodded as she smiled. Edmund Roberts narrowed his eyes and thought about the girls’ assessment. “Perhaps; perhaps you are near the mark,” he said though it was obvious they had not, in his estimation, hit the mark.” He then turned to his naturalist, Marie Ryan Gateaux (Ph.D.) and raised an eyebrow. She felt his stare but ignored him, remaining silent until he could stand it no longer. “Go on,” he implored, “you have an answer to every question asked or implied; a correction of each of my pronouncements, an addendum to my every theory. Surly you cannot resist adding to what these children have proposed.”

The young woman spoke at last, but she neither looked to Roberts nor intimated her answer was for any but herself when she did. “We’re women,” she began, looking to the triplets and then askance at Roberts, “though you do indeed struggle with that fact. Each of us, as women, is alone and challenged from the beginning. A baby in us is a addition; a creation—a new part of us which grows unseen, as our love does, as our dreams do, just as that which we covet and cherish will always be hidden within us. We know a baby will always be ours, no matter what happens, regardless of the vicissitudes of fortune. More than anything else, it is a new start—a freshing wherein we attempt to right the past wrongs, correct old mistakes and redirect our lives. With a child we may try once more to achieve perfect love–to create a perfect dream—and that alone renews our hope.”

The young man pinched his lips together and frowned. He was lost regarding so much she had said. His struggle was his attempt to mold her words around the memory of his mother, and because he had been so young when she departed, he could not. He tried to feel what his naturalist had said, to understand her words, but in the end he failed. It was as he struggled that the others in the diving apparatus thought of their own mothers, each of them missing, each of their circumstances of departure a mystery. Soon they were awash in sadness and longing. Each wondered briefly if they could have been any of these things to their own mothers, but found it impossible to imagine themselves so worthy. Finally, each renews a silent commitment to continue their search.

Edmund C. Roberts journal reads:
Maideus portentous “Nora” January 6, 1913

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Sea Maiden 13 Martha and Sea Master Neptune by Robert Kline

Sea Maiden 13 Martha and Sea Master Neptune by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Maiden and Sea Master illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Sir Edmund Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

Replete with a new mizzen mast, a recovered captain and a rested crew, the second attempt at rounding Cape Horn went as easily as “kiss my hand;” and so in fine spirit’s the Baci sailed into the vast Pacific Ocean and up the western coast of South America, fair weather and fine sailing lofting morale to its newest peak. But the sense of goodwill and harmonious interdependence faltered and then failed with the sighting of the 13th Sea Maiden. Sir Edmund Robert’s journal entries best recount the series of events: Curses of curse, most vile of luck! 13 indeed! Were I not the handmaiden of science I would fairly chuck the remainder of our voyage, strangle the crew, maroon the fickle captain (despite her beauty) and burn the good ship Baci to her waterline.

It began whilst I was sub aquatic in Halley’s patented diving bell, the H.M.S, Baci languishing in a snug and deserted bay replenishing fresh supplies ashore. It seems the hunting party led by Soshy George chanced upon a sunning Sea Maiden, befriended her and preferred grog to the point of blind inebriation and beyond until the poor dear lost consciousness and prompted panic-laced argument among her temptors – abandon her on the sand? Carry her to the ship? In the end they floated her in an attempt at revival and were astonished when a Sea Master appeared cowing the crew with foul glances and then gently gathering up the maiden and returning with her to the depths, passing the diving apparatus and affording us the sight of their moving quite carefully to sea.”

Non-plussed, Gnarly Dan, my bell mate remarked, “She’s a beauty, ain’t she? Appears besotted though and that can’t be good; it’s that way with all woman — they can handle a compliment much better than a drink. That’d be Neptune , her king, doing the rescue work.” And from the seeds grow our monumental fractiousness. The crew is divided as such; those angry with their mates playing the fool with a Sea Maiden and rum; those ensnared in explaining away the Sea Master as Neptune and thus no treat to the romantic link between Sea Maiden and sailors; those remarking the Sea Master’s lack of saintly beard, trident and advanced age as proof he is not Neptune and therefore suggesting a plethora of Sea Masters frolicking with our Sea Maidens; those jealous Captain Constance Daphne’s new interest in the diving bell and the detailed accounts of the Sea Master’s physique.

Consequently, the crew is doubly slighted and in no mood to brook quarter should be the Sea Master reappear, some going so far as to randomly discard rope nets and loose cannon balls over the side. We are so near mutiny I go about with my notebook and sketches on my person.

His journal reads:

Maiden Inebriatus March 30, 1833 Average weight, golden hair, minimum alcohol tolerance.
Magnus Netunus
Hale, strong, defined musculature.
Both sighted in protected harbor of San Carlos at the island of Chiloe.

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Sea Babies conference by Robert Kline

Sea Babies conference by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Babies illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Sir Edmund Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings. The following is a hint of what is written in the excerpt for this illustration:

Laughing Phillip was at the masthead chuckling to himself, when he spied a remarkable little spit of an island. “HA! HA! LAND HO! HARD ON THE STARBOARD BOW! HO! HO! AND AIN’T IT ‘A COVERED WITH SEA BABIES! HA!”

The news roared through the ship like a pistol ball through butter. “Get his honor!” “Find Sir Edmund! Tell him we gots Sea Babies on the horizon!”
The naturalist was besides himself when they finally reached the island, lowered a boat and rowed to explore. Hundreds of Sea Babies of every make and model cavorted on the broad sand. Old Gnarly Dan tugged at the thatch of hair escaping his ear and provided colorful commentary as Sir Edmund looked and listened, pointing here, there and everywhere at the wiggling, crawling and cooing assemblage.

“They’d be happy right now!” Gnarly Dan instructed “ They mums come here but once a year. Sir Edmund was confused. “My good man, I see no mothers. Why, these babies are unattended. Perhaps disaster has struck!”Gnarly Dan scoffed at the naturalist’s ignorance. “Why ‘a course they ain’t right here!” He then turned and pointed to an area beyond the Baci. While the ocean was calm, the area the old salt indicated roiled gently, bubbles breaking the surface to and fro. “They mum’s ‘d be out there. They’s hobnobbin’ na’ cathin’ up on Sea Maiden news. They all meets here, then leaves the young ‘uns on the island an’ slips off for a watch or two at just be together an’ chat.” “Why would they do such a thing?” Sir Edmund inquired, obviously at a loss.
Gnarly Dan looked at the naturalist as if he’s been born that morning. “Has his honor ever been in close quarters with a little ‘un day after day?” Sir Edmund shook his head and answered, “My good man, I have no children.” The old salt squinted at the naturalist. “Well mark me word. Gov’ner; them mums need at get away or they’ll go daft. At last count I got ‘bout a dozen or so little nippers me self an’ a good three year voyage is a nice break. It’s why I goes ta sea.”

Sir Edmund’s journal reads:
Wondrous sightings! Sea Babies everywhere! The third group we studied was to all appearances holding some sort of Sea Baby conference! Gnarly Dan claims their distinct coloration assures nothing more than distant relationship. Says he, “They could be five mums what calls ‘em hers, or as few as one. All them tails tells a gob is that they comes from the same place on the chart. Could be they’s never laid eyes on one another ‘til this watch through. You can be sure they mums is fast friends by now. Nothin’ opens a Sea Maiden’s heart like a child. It’s like they ain’t had but half a life ‘til they gets a little nipper or two at round things out.” How droll.

Sea Babies 12, 13, 14, 15 and 16
Sex Indeterminate. Infantus Curious. Diminished height. Light weight. Short, curly hair. Tails of clown fish.
Sighted on an uncharted island. May6, 1834

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Sea Baby 1 with porpoise by Robert Kline

Sea Baby 1 with porpoise by Robert Kline

This beautiful Sea Baby illustration is from a collection of Sea Maidens (mermaids), Sea Babies (mermaid babies), Sea Masters (merman), pirates and fairies created by renowned artist and novelist Robert Kline of St. Augustine, Florida. The illustrations are from Robert’s novel The Forgotten Voyage of H.M.S. Baci in which Edmund C. Roberts describes in his log, his various Sea Maiden, Sea Baby and Sea Master sightings.  The following is the excerpt for this illustration:

The day following Edmund C. Roberts’ sighting of a pregnant Sea Maiden was also productive. In the morning the young explorer left the company of his hangers-on and made a solo descent in his diving apparatus. He immediately sighted his first sea baby, it apparently enjoying the company of a rather docile dolphin. Roberts’ notebook is brief regarding this encounter, but the diaries of others aboard the Baci Finale allow for our fleshing out of his reaction: That evening Roberts retired to his salon. He was later joined by the triplets, Sara, Sue and Marie just as he finished his preliminary sketch. All three girls tiptoed up behind the young man and peered over his shoulders. Sara drew in her breath. “A sea baby an’ a dolphin! Never thought a’ that.”

“Too bad for you,” Sue taunted as Sarah turned to her. Marie remained silent and watched them both, all the while intrigued by Roberts’ drawing. “What’s that baby about?” Sarah asked. (It is a bit dodgy classifying Roberts’ commentary as fact or fiction or fairy tale.) “One would believe a bright little thing such as yourself would know immediately what ‘that baby’s about’—why, she’s— (here Roberts pauses and looks away from the girls. He adjusts his ascot, smooths the front of his smoking jacket and then continues in earnest) “having a talk with mister Dolphin. They’re all one down there, don’t you see? Fishes. Sea Maidens. The whole lot. They’re all one. So when the little ragged muffin finds itself alone—missing mummy, as it were, why quick as a snap the poor dear just turns to whomever is in the neighborhood and strikes up a conversation—”

“Asks a bloody dolphin where mums’ gone—stoker trash if there ever was,” Sarah rejoined.

“Well, young lady, your knowledge of the universe now challenges that of Lucretius, you remain you remain dreadfully short in the undersea category. The particular Sea Baby I encountered and have hence skillfully drawn, did indeed raise Mr. Dolphin’s nose, kissed him ever so softly and having observed that nicety, went on to inquire as to the whereabouts of its maternal connection—the Sea Baby’s mum—and was politely answered in kind by Mr. Dolphin. Our Sea Baby then left Mr. Dolphin and swam directly to her. I witnessed it all as I have described to you. You may believe me or return to your room with the cold delusion that I fabricated such an explanation solely for your entertainment. In any event; off to bed, all three of you.” Which leaves us with their enigma.

Edmund C. Roberts notebook reads:
Spied a Sea Baby in company of a dolphin. Communication. Sea Baby retired. Dolphin has been noted frolicking in the ships bow wave.
Sea Baby 1

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