Friday, December 3, 2010
Fish Barrels
Down along one of the piers the other morning, I caught sight of this design. These barrels were stacked along side a row of draggers docked nearby. In high school, 'the job' was the thing. I caddied at Riverside Golf Course, while two of my best friends worked at the Fish Factory, a fish processing plant. When I got home afternoons, I smelled of sweat, if I was lucky. The whole day out in the sun and home for dinner. L- and Eddie always smelled like fish, stinking, rotting fish and never got home til late in the evening. I swear, even after a shower, they STILL smelled of fish. Whenever I'm down along the docks and the aromatic fumes travel through the air, I think back to the Fish Factory.
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Love it!:)
ReplyDeleteThe colors and the shapes.
I can smell the fish now! Just thinking about it the not-so-pleasant aroma of fish, is making it come to my nose... Yuck!!
ReplyDeleteYou made art out of something so ordinary. I love that.
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend Bird!
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Sounds like you definitely had the better job strolling the links. I like the shadow cutting across your shot.
ReplyDeletePerfect eyes to capture creative forms and dream about colours, this is all about inspiration!Very well done!
ReplyDeleteLéia
Yep, you had the better job, I'd say. . .
ReplyDeleteI like these pleasing stacks of barrels . . .
I like the shape and colors in this photo. I would have been with you at the golf club. Although I guess they didn't have those "cart girls" back in the day.
ReplyDeleteVery nice! I like the colors and the shadow. It's funny how certain smells can take you back in time.
ReplyDeleteA familiar smell around the old harbor, here...
ReplyDeleteLove it, so graphic.
ReplyDeleteOne day there might be no more fish. Pity, I love it. And that particular smell in fish harbours I like too. Part of my childhood.
This photo reminds me of a video game graphic.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Farmchick. Great color too.
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