Original artwork description:

Rowing into the fog, not aimlessly, but possibly to his ruin.

Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where fishermen go when they don't go to Hell...........
Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green,"

Materials used:

oil paint

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