Mixed Media on wood, ready to hang.

Signed certificate of authenticity.

This artwork comes with an external frame

The tangled net by the old docks wall,
lies in wait for the return of the fishing boats....
I love thinking about the oceans adventure.s

“Down at the docks--where the ships come in,
And the endless trails of the sea begin,
Where the shining wake of a steamer's track
Is barred by the tow of the tugboats black,
Where slim yachts dip to the singing spray
And a gay wind whistles the world away--

Here sad ships lie which will sail no more,
But new ships build on the noisy shore,
And always the breath of the wind and tide
Whispers the lure of the sea outside,
Till now and to-morrow and yesterday
Are linked by the spell of the faraway”

Isabel Ecclestone Mackay