The breakers break old ships apart. This is their complex at the mouth of the harbor. It's sad in a way, but at least they're recycling. You can see they live out there, too. It's only a mile or so to shore.
There is so very much brown in this piece! I am sick of brown. But the brown is catching up to the peacocks finally. Maybe I'll be able to go to some color soon.
The cranes and the moldering ships look lonely out in the bay. I wonder what they would say if they could talk. Tall skeletons without purpose line the shore.
Not much goes on at Luanda's docks anymore. There's a refinery and some cargo ships do come in with containers, but most days there might be one ship docked. Very sad to see all those cranes without work to do.
This is a bit I designed myself. It says, "Shake it like Jiffy Pop." That's what I say to my dog almost every morning as she gets up and stretches. It was for a Little Extra for CyberStitchers EGA.