Docked
The fishermen returned, leaving their nets on the shore until the next day. Boats in dry dock reveal their injured hulls. A sailor calls out to me: “come back in a few days, the boats will be magnificent once repainted”. I answer him that I find in the worn sheet metal a very pictorial aspect. The passage of time, as the salt and the tides have marked with their bites the most resistant metal. The wood of the holds, cracked on all sides, still resists under the weight of the boats. The wharf holds seem to have served as a foundation for ships for ages, without weakening. Nets and ropes, they wait for the early morning to leave. The materials are in the image of sailors, of their profession; rough.
Yannick Bourcier
