Pirates in Print Apron

“…without a fair wind in our ragged sails we were becalmed. Each day lost meant that the treacherous ‘ships of the line’ were a day closer to the sunken Dutch gold. Each day also meant Marianne was a step closer to a forced loveless bond with the vile cur responsible for her fathers death…”

Splice your mainbrace the sun is well and truly over the yardarm. If you’ve ever dreamed of being the cabin boy or girl, the fearsome leader of a distant smuggling empire or a young captain defending the Spanish Main, then this is the artwork for you.