Wreck

On a warm evening recently we were drawn down to our local beach, Wreckers, named after the Osmanli shipwreck of 1853. We found the beach strewn with dead shearwater birds, part of a massive wreck of thousands, their migration from the North Pacific to our waters unsuccessful due to warm water anomalies. The dramatic scene was accentuated by a broken wattle branch glowing red in its death throes, made even more rich by the sunset. In contrast, a wealth of crunchy brown seedpods hung drying in thick bunches.

Wreck 
Coast Wirilda (Acacia uncifolia) leaves and seeds, harness ring, linen thread and bookbinder’s gum on canvas
49 x 49 cm framed, image diameter 22 cm
Framed in a white box frame with circular matt, side spacers, glass and hangers.
SOLD – Private collection, United Kingdom