Some were amusing.
These birds were roosting in our room - causing pain to Ms. Christine's eyes.
In fact, 99.9% of the art on board was so awful that I didn't even waste digital space documenting them for posterity. Except for these three, which I used more for landmark and navigation guides than anything. I even made up a sad back story for the girl with the violin. Love or music? Love or music? I know she chose love, because she doesn't have the neck callus/hickey of a true string player.
On land, things were more aesthetically pleasing. I liked the art found on the streets better than the FArt at sea.
I now realize why I bought so much real art from various street artists and independent shops in New Brunswick and Halifax. I was trying to balance out the FArt I was exposed to with the REAL stuff.