Untitled No.35

There are lots of beach huts along the Cromer promenade. They are all decorated lovingly by their owners, and all very unique to one another. I liked this one because of the rust from the nails seeping down, and embedded into the paint. I have isolated a fuel filter(?) from the exposed engine of one of the many tractors, that are used to push and pull the fishing boats, parked on the beach. The filter of course has been tilted on its side, for effect.