I don’t know Mr Albert, wish I did though. Or maybe just the crew. Twenty seven years ago while vacationing in Florida I took this photograph as I walked down a dock full of working boats. It looked like Mr Albert had seen better days but it was hanging on, it was a net boat and in that area it’s catches most likely consisted of shrimp and mullet.
I shot this trying to capture the textures of the wood, flaking paint and the shadows of the setting sun. I guess I was also hoping to capture the adventurous spirit of the old time sea fisherman and perhaps just a bit of the decaying mom & pop industry now largely replaced by modern commercial fleets.