It could be any harbour wharf visited by ferries. With fishermen dangling their legs and lines over the edge. It could be Cremorne, it could be Watsons Bay, it could be Circular Quay. I always find that the harbour is kind of alive, it’s always moving. It’s got a sound, a hum. I’m sad that it’s no longer a working harbour but it’s good for the fisherman.
sea water, diesel, rotting fish (bait fish left over from fishing)