The first two, without more obvious signs of human involvement, look as if they could be of an alien landscape. Still and almost monotonal, like those red-shaded pictures we get back from Mars. The implication of the stranded boat in the first is also very poignant.
The irony is it's not alien at all, it's us! Hell bent on becoming aliens on our own world.
That stranded boat did me in, a writing prompt if ever there was one. A metaphor, but for what?
‘Us! Hell bent on becoming aliens in our own world’. Thanks, got the prose poetry ✌🏼
It's striking for sure, but now I think about it I'm not sure exactly what it 'means' either. Water having ebbed away and left it sitting there, but of course there was no water in the first place. It's almost like wishful thinking, haha.
I think originally my mind went to climate change, but technically it would lift the boat in that case, not leave it stranded... A future evaporating away? There's so many places it could go really! (not literally) :)
Well water is life... abandoned boat means no life... natural order upset, humanity marooned (or wiped out). Apocalypse, now. Not, exactly “energetic with optimism” :)