A run-down fishing boat, referred to by the locals as the ‘Pogie’, is framed in the middleground, slightly off-center to the right, bouncing gently on the murky, early morning waters. The sky is a kaleidoscope of burnt orange, crimson and deep purples as the sun begins to rise, with the raw intensity of the colors enveloping the entire scene. The rutile hues of the sky are reflected in the water, somehow transforming the bleakness into something almost magical.
The boat’s worn and weathered exterior is contrasted against the vibrancy of the sky, casting long and eerie shadows across the deck. Harsh bolts of early sunlight pierce through the gaps in the side planks of the boat, adding depth and focus to the scene. The camera angles down slightly, making the boat appear smaller and almost insignificant against the vast horizon.
In the foreground, traces of an abandoned jetty are visible, decrepit and aged, summarizing the neglected beauty of the place. The balance of the composition shifts between the desolation of the boat and jetty and the awe-inspiring sky and sea, playing with the audience’s emotions. The scene is still, except for the engaging and slow rise and fall of the boat on the tide, lending an overall feel of tranquility and solemnity to the scene.