Showing posts tagged nautical

" A Maritime Scene " 

(Reblogged from joshuafountain)


The Mermaid Ewer and Basin, 1610-11. Silver, embossed and engraved. London.

A ewer and basin were used for the washing of hands during and after a meal. Rosewater or other sweet-scented warm water was most commonly used. From the 13th century a marine theme was considered in Europe as most appropriate for the decoration. Mermaids were particularly fashionable. V&A

(Reblogged from adesignresearcher)

" Nautical Illustration "  …  Artist:  Jimmy Catanzaro [2012]

(Reblogged from briganda-omalley)
" Sailor Gil — 1967 "  …  Onboard the “Balclutha” in San Francisco

" Sailor Gil — 1967 "  …  Onboard the “Balclutha” in San Francisco


" How Long Have You Been A Sailor ? "

Answer:    All me bloomin’ life, sir!  Me mother was a mermaid, me father was King Neptune.  I was born on the crest of a wave and rocked in the cradle of the deep.  Seaweed and barnacles are me clothes.  Every tooth in me head is a marlinspike; the hair on me head is hemp.  Every bone in me body is a spar, and when I spits, I spits tar!  I’se hard, I is, I am, I are. 


" Harbormaster " 

(Source: anchoredinannapolis)

(Reblogged from dragonrydersailing)
" Mermaid With Anchor " 

" Mermaid With Anchor " 

(Reblogged from manfromjapan)

" Oh My ! "  …  Artist:  Daniela Volpari 


" Mermaid Figurehead "   …  Reproduction (Import)


"The Secret of the Sea " by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [1850]

Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends,
All my dreams, come back to me.

Sails of silk and ropes of sandal,
Such as gleam in ancient lore;
And the singing of the sailors,
And the answer from the shore!

Most of all, the Spanish ballad
Haunts me oft, and tarries long,
Of the noble Count Arnaldos
And the sailor’s mystic song.

Like the long waves on a sea-beach,
Where the sand as silver shines,
With a soft, monotonous cadence,
Flow its unrhymed lyric lines:—

Telling how the Count Arnaldos,
With his hawk upon his hand,
Saw a fair and stately galley,
Steering onward to the land;—

How he heard the ancient helmsman
Chant a song so wild and clear,
That the sailing sea-bird slowly
Poised upon the mast to hear,

Till his soul was full of longing,
And he cried, with impulse strong,—
“Helmsman! for the love of heaven,
Teach me, too, that wondrous song!”

“Wouldst thou,”—so the helmsman answered,
“Learn the secret of the sea?
Only those who brave its dangers
Comprehend its mystery!”

In each sail that skims the horizon,
In each landward-blowing breeze,
I behold that stately galley,
Hear those mournful melodies;

Till my soul is full of longing
For the secret of the sea,
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me.


(Reblogged from pirategurl)
" Fore and Aft "

" Fore and Aft "

(Reblogged from nautistar)
(Reblogged from adventures-of-the-blackgang)


Gösta Adrian-Nilsson (Swedish, 1884-1965), Matroser [Sailors]. Oil on panel, 43.5 x 34.5 cm.

(Reblogged from oldpainting)

"MR. BLAND AS THE OCEAN KING" — Theatrical illustration from the collection of the New York Public Library.


"MR. BLAND AS THE OCEAN KING" — Theatrical illustration from the collection of the New York Public Library.

(Reblogged from greedylittlepig)