From Ship to Shore
This work relates to a long ago memory of myself as a child and my father being an engineer on a cargo ship. My mother and I would wait for his return, which would be sometimes 2-3 months at a time. My father loved the sea and after being home for a few days, would pine to be back on the high seas once more. So for the early part of my childhood, my father would be this exciting strange man that would come and go – exciting because he would come back laidened with toys and sweet things for me!