Graham Hawcroft pixsellpix
Photograph - Oil On Canvas
Number two out of four panoramas of Izola this week in an impressionistic way of emphasizing age of the buildings and creaking of the wooden boats. Every time there is a bit of traffic in this small harbour, the anchor ropes groan in anguish at being moved.
The one thing you cannot capture in this harbour is the smell. A cross between fishing nets/boats, a hint of deep fried calamaris and the occasional waft of Oregano, marvellous.
June 10th, 2014
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