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Medium - Watercolour. 18x24 inch

In 1836 Hans Christen Anderson wrote a fairy tale called the little mermaid. Which had not a thing to do with the sanitized Disney cartoon.

The Tale begins far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep. In the deepest spot of all, stands the castle of the Sea King, with his six beautiful children; each with a body ending in a fish’s tail. The youngest became besotted when she saw a large ship ripped asunder in a dreadful storm, and a prince, with large black eyes sink into the deep waves.

A mermaid may live to three hundred years, but has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. Without an immortal soul a mermaid can never live again; when they cease to exist below the waves they become the foam on the surface of the water, and have not even a grave to mark those beloved. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny. They are like the green sea-weed, when once it has been cut off, can never flourish more. And so she traded her tongue to a sea-witch in exchange for legs and set off in search of the prince’s love and through it an immortal soul.

The prince although enchanted by this mute girl loved her as a child and married another and so the little mermaid’s heart did break, and on the morning after his wedding she did throw herself from the ship into the sea, and became one of the daughters of air floating through the aether. Swallowed by the sea and lost forever, she haunts the tidepools on rocky shores. The last reflection of a lonely soul.

Description
Medium - Watercolour. 18x24 inch

In 1836 Hans Christen Anderson wrote a fairy tale called the little mermaid. Which had not a thing to do with the sanitized Disney cartoon.

The Tale begins far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep. In the deepest spot of all, stands the castle of the Sea King, with his six beautiful children; each with a body ending in a fish’s tail. The youngest became besotted when she saw a large ship ripped asunder in a dreadful storm, and a prince, with large black eyes sink into the deep waves.

A mermaid may live to three hundred years, but has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. Without an immortal soul a mermaid can never live again; when they cease to exist below the waves they become the foam on the surface of the water, and have not even a grave to mark those beloved. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny. They are like the green sea-weed, when once it has been cut off, can never flourish more. And so she traded her tongue to a sea-witch in exchange for legs and set off in search of the prince’s love and through it an immortal soul.

The prince although enchanted by this mute girl loved her as a child and married another and so the little mermaid’s heart did break, and on the morning after his wedding she did throw herself from the ship into the sea, and became one of the daughters of air floating through the aether. Swallowed by the sea and lost forever, she haunts the tidepools on rocky shores. The last reflection of a lonely soul.