You know when you're swimming out in the ocean, especially at night, and "it" pops into your head? As when "Zor" beckons the Ghostbusters to choose their "destructor" and poor Dan Akroyd can't stop his brain from inviting the Cream-Puff Marsh mellow Man to come after them- you know what I'm getting at...
I just thought that as majestic as this scene is, I'm inclined to appreciate it's downright scary attributes, and I only regret that I won't be able to randomly come across it someday when I'm in the ocean trying to force "duh Dom" out of my head. Here you go, underwater sculptures by Jason de Caires Taylor.
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