You may not think of a Sea Creature as a person, but it isn't true. I lived half-naked and barefooted on a tiny Caribbean island. On a dare, I twisted my fine, bottle-blond "city hair" into dreads. It took time, but I won. Over the years they grew long and I adorned them with shells, feathers, bones, and beads. I made and sold jewelry from the back of my blue Jeep Wrangler airbrushed with jumping dolphins.  I parked it in front of an island brother's restaurant. Directly across the street and down steps was a bay. I'd float, dive, spin, ungulate, and wiggle my body like a dolphin all afternoon, getting out dripping wet when I saw I had customers. It was a flippin' amazing lifestyle! My tan was permanent, it took 4 years to lose my tan line when I came north. I had many nicknames, "Yoga Jen", "Jewelry Jen", "Hippie", "Flaca" and "Mermaid" by locals and tourists. Once a returning visitor was looking for me. She'd never learned or had forgotten my name. She asked the restaurant bartender "Hey, where is the Sea Creature?".  So there ya have it. Sea Creatures are people too.

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She's a copper wire-wrapped metal Sea Creature with a big and long squid-like brass bead head. Her bangs are an aged seahorse. Her pewter eyes and silvertone boobies look like barnacles and her mouth is a "lobster claw" jewelry clasp. Her shoulders, once an earring, look like a ray's wings. Her two-part body wiggles. And unlike me, she has a tail. But, like me, she's one of a kind!

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framed in a 5" x 7" black wood shadow box.