(My) Photo of the day, Or I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let's face it

Here is a picture taken this morning looking over Kings Pier Marina, which is a lovely spot to stretch your legs at lunchtime.

I took this shot of some of the more modern boats through the rigging of one of the many old brigs that operate around Hobart for most of the year. Now, if I was into the full wankery around art, I would say something along the lines of:

With this image, I was endeavouring to explore the concurrence of old and new, of sail and motor. Through this, the viewer will inexorably ruminate upon the fragility of time and the unceasing march of progress.

Now, although I am fluent in such wankery, I will choose to tell you the real reason that it looks like this:

There were a lot of boats in this morning. It was hard to get a clear shot without walking all the way to the end of the pier, and I had to get to work.

Not nearly as romantic, but it is, sadly, the truth of the matter.