Another gem from my time aboard the container ship. This is the very front of the ship in all its gray painted glory. The scale of it isn’t immediately apparent, but note that Mr. Six Foot Photographer couldn’t see over that big spool of string and that square of blue on that back wall is a doorway. Evergreen keeps it massive.
I’m not entirely sure what it is that makes me like this image so much. It definitely has that initial attractive punch though, perhaps due to the great curvy line coming right into the foreground and extending into the mid. The colors pop, the light/shadow mix is quite fine, and … there’s a sense of wonderment at first concerning what exactly you’re looking at.
On a more personal level, I fondly remember this place as the spot I would come to read during the day. I’d lean up against some great piece of steel and revel in the eerie silence, the only place on board where everything seemed unmoving and quiet.
Except for the time the foghorn went off. Imagine the incredible thump of club speakers in your chest, then amplify it by about a million and change the sound to some unbearable and never ending horn. Christ that scared me.