Art by HAKAI

Open Sea, by Christopher Blossom (1956-)

"Butterflies flutter in my tender heart with glee as my thoughts of you sail on the breeze, to the ever open sea as you whisper sweet nothings to me.. under a moon that shines softly, by the shores with the wind in the trees. You are the love that I have always wanted to know, where a reflection of the stars softly glow.."

I have these butterflies see? They flutter me out by the sea straight into my dreams - eUë

When they had come round into open sea on the east of the island, the Dwarf took to fishing.

"The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian" - C. S. Lewis

i'm just gonna start sketchin out every random DnD character idea I have, here's open sea paladin gator

"the song talks about losing everything and being numb before acting against. i wrote it trying to mend myself after a rough patch." – ionnalee speaking to Billboard in 2019 about OPEN SEA which was released 5 years ago today. 🌀

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mermay day 3 tI hate the open sea and what lies within it's so deeply scary to me. I love water, and I love being on boats very dearly, but the open sea? that's monster territory /j so I just wanted to make a huge mermaid attacking a ship, for funs and giggles

Shipping in the Open Sea, by John Wilson Carmichael (1800-1868)

Just created my first NFT on OpenSea what I've wanted to do this year💎

Seafaring

On the open sea, truly it is wide open—the land loses the battle to the horizon, and there can be nothing more than what you’ve taken with you; freed from the chatter of quicksilver desires. Out here with no appointments, no prisoner to our moods. We are magic, in the half-calm between broken waves, we are so tired we sleep as we lie awake, cutting through a sun-spotted mirror to the clouds, we are disassembled. Not broken like the waves by the bow, but disintegrated, leaving behind a spray of images we had thought that we wanted, while the parts of us we need are put back together. Not even birds fly out this far. But we do. We fly as the time does and yet it creeps, each second fuller than the last, and the kiss of salt is a message from a planet that’s made of water, and we are fluid too, letting go of gratification and I’ll-be-happy-when. We slide down the surface of ourselves, putting trust in the wind and the captain to bring us home.

Please come to see the illustration of Doumei.【NFT】《FROM ARTIST》It is held in an auction format.《Open Sea》《HEXA》＆《On Cyber》I mainly announce illustrations of owls and whales.【Threads】I also post illustrations on Threads.【 blog】Doumeiのブログ～だまし絵気分のイラスト日記～This blog is also updated from time to time．

The Korav

If you're ever out in the open sea, pray it doesn't find you. 

Commission for Hexatos on DeviantART !

The first time I saw the open Atlantic was at the Farolim de Felgueiras, Porto.