Often I look out looking out early in the morning and see these ocean giants . The large ships come in and wait off shore. There is something mysterious and haunting about them, the way they 'sit', unmoving giants of dark metal, waiting, they divide the sky and land and sit independently in the landscape. On this day the colour of the sky and sea was particularly divisive, striking a forceful image of dominance. The WAIT is a play on words and takes on many meanings.