Assignment 5 – Photography is Simple (Fishing Boat Images Re-Work)

Take a series of 10 photographs of any subject of your own choosing. Each photograph must be a unique view of the same subject; in other words, it must contain some ‘new information’ rather than repeat the information of the previous image. Pay attention to the order of the series; if you’re submitting prints, number them on the back. There should be a clear sense of development through the sequence.

This series started as the life and death of fishing boats but after researching the subject it became the resurgence of fishing.

The time of sailing ships is past New faster automatic vessels upon old ships shadow cast © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
The time of sailing ships is past
New faster automatic vessels upon old ships shadow cast
© Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
The graveyard is a place that inspires. You will found the unknown legacies, untold stories of the forgotten many. ©2014 copyright Michael Cross
The graveyard is a place that inspires.
You will found the unknown legacies, untold stories of the forgotten many. ©2014 copyright Michael Cross
My fishing boat lies sleeping in the harbor Anchor weighing heavy on the ocean floor I still miss all those nights at sea My fishing boat will sail again no more
My fishing boat lies sleeping in the harbor
Anchor weighing heavy on the ocean floor
I still miss all those nights at sea
My fishing boat will sail again no more.  ( Part of Me, Vince Suzadail Jr. 2006)
“The phoenix must burn to emerge.” ― Janet Fitch, White Oleander
“The phoenix must burn to emerge.”
( Janet Fitch, White Oleander)
The sea is calling to us in a blithesome voice and free, There's keenest rapture on its breast and boundless liberty! Lucy Maud Montgomery
Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!  (from The Building of the Ship (1849. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
Sea of azure waves descend Golden streams flood through porthole. Stephen Parker Sep 5, 2012
Sea of azure waves descend
Golden streams flood through porthole.  (Floating Hammock Descends, Stephen Parker
Sep 5, 2012)
my ship coming in with its cargo of joy. Carol Ann Duffy
my ship coming in
with its cargo of joy.
Carol Ann Duffy
The quota’s nearly done for me, too many a catch thrown back to sea The jobs-worth from the ministry, care’s nothing for my misery Lobster pot and fishing creel, Dover sole and jellied eel Biting wind and roaring gale, I risk it all when I set sail
The quota’s nearly done for me, too many a catch thrown back to sea
The jobs-worth from the ministry, care’s nothing for my misery
Lobster pot and fishing creel, Dover sole and jellied eel
Biting wind and roaring gale, I risk it all when I set sail. (from The Trawlerman, Howard Bull.  2009)
You shall have a fishy on a little dishy, You shall have a fishy when the boat gets in You shall have a herring on a little dishy
You shall have a fishy on a little dishy,
You shall have a fishy when the boat gets in
You shall have a herring on a little dishy (Trad.)
Town By The Sea There's a steady mist rising, Down by the sea, Glowing red in the lamplight, I see fishermen unloading their catch, The sea gulls trying to snatch.

There’s a steady mist rising,
Down by the sea,
Glowing red in the lamplight,
I see fishermen unloading their catch,
The sea gulls trying to snatch.  (from Town by the Sea. Laura Williams, 2015)

 

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