There were fishermen on the beach sorting out their nets. Their little round boats intrigue me, they are mostly painted blue and they go out quite a ways in the ocean. I noticed that day that they use pop bottles for floaters and they attach a light to the pole. I’ve only seen them out during the day time but I’m guessing they go out at dusk or night as well.
Memory works in strange ways. Metal gates like these are everywhere in Vietnam, some actually serve to close off something or open into something, but a number are like this, just there with the posts that hold up a lone rusty gate. The gate itself usually reminds me of the one that closed off the yard I grew up in, but it was the blue and White House number that really took me back and made me smile.
Thanks MP…I am really enjoying your art work….keep them coming!