I set out to sketch with over-fishing in mind...i pictured a tiny boat with tens of thousands of fish being hoisted up into the boat with a gigantic net that dwarfed the boat...i googled over-fishing...and I shed a tear or maybe two. Some of these ocean sweeping vessels are pure evil monstrosities that scrape every inch of life from a lively section of ocean.
My sensitive nature didn't allow me to further explore the vast destruction that is happening now in our seas, so I reigned in those images that were flooding my brain thus avoiding a bleeding ulcer and a mental collapse. I brought it back to simpler times and how on a smaller level, we can all over consume, or, hit the lottery. This image could bring about feelings of bountiful riches and goodness, or it could be construed as greed...either way, here is a boy fishing...and me sleeping well, Amen.
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