White Box Frame
19 of 50
The light rain was a blessing when making this image. I needed the solitary nature of the yellow hull to be as pronounced as possible against a vague, nondescript backcloth.
From that day forth, I have still yet to see another hull of a boat painted in such wonderful mustard yellow.
There was no other possible position on the canvas for the tree to occupy except precisely in line with the stern of the boat and with their shared isolation there seemed nevertheless to be an unspoken dialogue between the two.