Sea Biscuit

While in college I kept a small twenty-gallon saltwater reef tank on my desk in University. Since middle school I had wanted to keep a Seahorse and I finally purchased one. It was beautiful, graceful and lovely. I named it Sea Biscuit. I kept it alive pretty well until about two or three weeks later, it was no longer eating. This is a sad story for me to tell. The responsibility of this little life was a lot and there's something about the Seahorse that is so magical; they move slowly and wisely as if they had been around since the dawn of time. Anyhow, my Seahorse was so sick eventually I didn't know what to do. After weeks of medication and special care it wasn’t getting any healthier. I read that the "best thing to do at this near death stage of sickness is to kill it so it doesn't suffer anymore." I was supposed to kill it by putting a needle through the head! I couldn't bring myself to do it, so I begged my boyfriend at the time to do this for me. Even he didn’t want to, it was very sad. Ever since I couldn't get that Seahorse out of my head still to this day, years later, so you have the painting now. Moral of the story, don't take on responsibilities for animals you cannot keep alive and healthy! You live with some of that guilt and it's never worth it. Sea Biscuit is yellow, and white on the body, with delicate light brown stripes across the nose. The long flames of yellow down the back create a fantastical portrayal of the sea horse. He’s like a Sun God in his own right. Pthalo blue comprises the background. The white coral in the front I built up so that you can actually touch it and feel the texture.