Waiting for my Gold Fish
The old port on Tel Aviv beach is prohibited for use - it is parially ruined by the forces of water, wind, radiation and time. The rust and decay ate their way in the metal, making a place that used to be safe harbour for boats, a dangerous place for men.
In spite of that, some brave fishermen come here in the evening, hoping for a nice catch, and maybe more.
I used a long exposure in order to smear the movement of the waves, creating a dreamy scene. I hope he cought his gold fish, and got his three wishes.