Mixed Media on wood, ready to hang.
Signed with a certificate of authenticity.
This artwork comes with an external frame
I love the tangled crab nets and ropes, old iron spars, and little cottages perched on the seawall,
painted after I read this delicious old poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay in 1898.
Down at the docks-where the smoke clouds lie,
Wind-rip and red, on an angry sky-
Coal dumps and derricks and piled up bales,
Tar and the gear of forgotten sails,
Yesterdays breath on the things that are......
A lone black cat and a snappy cur,
Smell of high tide and of new cut fir,
Smell of low tide, fish, weed! I swear
I love every blessed smell thats there,
For eons ago when the sea began,
My soul was the soul of a fisherman.......
As the fog horn bellows its deep-mouthed shout,
The little lights on the shore blur out,
And strange dim ships pass wistfully
With a secret tide to a secret sea........
Inks and mixed media on board with texture. Beautifully framed with light or dark beech wood and wide white matt.
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Framed and ready to hang
This artwork is currently framed and ready to hang.
It comes with an external frame.
Framed dimensions - 60.0(W) x 80.0(H).