18x24in. // 3 Color ScreenPrint // Ed. of 87
This image is based on a day I certainly do remember. I was minding my own business, on my whaling boat, hunting endangered beluga whales like I do every tuesday and thursday morning, when I heard this irresitable melody near the rocks. I felt an uncontrollable urge to move closer -- I had to hear more of this intoxicating audial sensation. I treaded closer and closer to the rocks, throwing caution to the wind. But by the time I got close enough to make out the haunting hymn, it was too late. My boat crashed amongst the rocks, and to further accentuate my demise I was finally close enough to identify the deadly melody. That's right. I got Rick Rolled by a f*ing Mermaid.