Your Voice is my Price
Graphite & Watercolour
15,8 x 11,9 inches
“Through the midst of these crushing whirlpools the little mermaid was obliged to pass,
to reach the dominions of the sea witch; and also for a long distance the only road lay right
across a quantity of warm, bubbling mire, called by the witch her turfmoor.”
“The little mermaid was so alarmed at what she saw, that she stood still, and her heart beat with fear,
and she was very nearly turning back; but she thought of the prince, and of the human soul for which she longed,
and her courage returned. She fastened her long flowing hair round her head, so that the polypi might not seize hold of it.
She laid her hands together across her bosom, and then she darted forward as a fish shoots through the water,
between the supple arms and fingers of the ugly polypi, which were stretched out on each side of her.”
“”But I must be paid also,” said the witch, “and it is not a trifle that I ask.
You have the sweetest voice of any who dwell here in the depths of the sea,
and you believe that you will be able to charm the prince with it also, but this voice you must give to me;
the best thing you possess will I have for the price of my draught.”
The Little Mermaid, Hans Christian Andersen
The original drawing is available, don’t hesitate to contact me for more information.