paper-Nautilus

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Genus Argonauta

(literally meaning Sailor on the Argo)

Commonly known as the paper nautilus as they bare some resemblance to a nautilus, but in fact they are a group of octopi. they are called paper nautili because the females excrete a paper thin eggcase, not a true shell. they can be found in tropical open ocean waters worldwide, closer to the surface than other ocotpi which usually live near the seabed. they can be identified by the females “shell” large eyes and unique mantle, they are extremely dimorphic as females have a shell and grow up to 10cm with a shell of 30cm, but males are alot smaller at 2cm and no shell. they got their name sailor on the argo from the historical misconception that they sail on the surface using their tentacles, this was mentioned in 20,000 leauges under the sea

Phylogeny

Animalia-Mollusca-Cephalopoda-Octopoda-Argonautoida-Argonautidae-Argonauta

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(+) Paper Nautilus (The Beldam’s Atlantis)

-Admin Nana

   For authorities whose hopes
are shaped by mercenaries?
  Writers entrapped by
  teatime fame and by
commuters’ comforts?  Not for these
  the paper nautilus
  constructs her thin glass shell.

  Giving her perishable
souvenir of hope, a dull
  white outside and smooth-
  edged inner surface
glossy as the sea, the watchful
  maker of it guards it
  day and night; she scarcely

  eats until the eggs are hatched.
Buried eight-fold in her eight
  arms, for she is in
  a sense a devil-
fish, her glass ram’shorn-cradled freight
  is hid but is not crushed;
  as Hercules, bitten

  by a crab loyal to the hydra,
was hindered to succeed,
  the intensively
  watched eggs coming from
the shell free it when they are freed,–
  leaving its wasp-nest flaws
  of white on white, and close-

  laid Ionic chiton-folds
like the lines in the mane of
  a Parthenon horse,
  round which the arms had
wound themselves as if they knew love
  is the only fortress
  strong enough to trust to.

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The Paper Nautilus

Marianne Moore, 1887 - 1972

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Graphic - Sergio Barrale

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A personal series I did during my final semester at the university.  I chose to take a different approach on the idea of mermaids and I tried to stray away from the generic looking mermaids although it did start that way.  I enjoy how strange some of these pieces turned out and how they each hold their own beauty.

**Update** - I displayed these illustrations during my graduation week (December 7 - 13) in the Lowman Student Center Art Gallery and the turnout was great.  I got lots of great feedback from artists and non-artists.  The consensus was mostly positive and I was amazed and blessed to have so many people come out and support me and my work.  The prints were 24” x 36” and are now available for sale.  If anyone is interested, please message me at aamarisart@yahoo.com.  Thank you to everyone who came and supported me.  It really means a lot to me.

Sometimes I feel alone. Some days are long and hard. But when I look out into this world, I am struck by the impossible beauty of it all. Those billions of magnificent accidents that led us to where we are today, that led us to paper planes and nautilus shells and the tiny, crooked smiles of children. When I think about the small perfections of the world, I have faith that my time will come. I have faith that someday, a warm light will flood over me and I will find peace.
—  Avery Monsen, All My Friends Are Dead
Sometimes I feel alone. Some days are long and hard. But when I look out into this world, I am struck by the impossible beauty of it all. Those billions of magnificent accidents that led us to where we are today, that led us to paper planes and nautilus shells and the tiny, crooked smiles of children. When I think about the small perfections of the world, I have faith that my time will come. I have faith that someday, a warm light will flood over me and I will find peace.
—  Avery Monsen
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Video of a Paper Nautilus in an aquarium located in Japan. What an amazing animal, it is beautiful.

Paper nautiluses, also called argonauts, secrete the shells to serve as cases for their eggs—but it has recently been discovered that they also function as air-trapping ballast tanks, which allow the cephalopods to hang effortlessly in the water column without sinking. This is the only species known to use surface air bubbles to effectively control the animals’ buoyancy.