These frames are from the seventeenth roll of film from my first extended assignment. Handling situation was something I was learning, and on this morning I felt in the way of the fishermen. The routine of the men, father and son, was based upon a close rhythm of work. There was no place in it for a photographer. But I worked as intently as they, and this, at least, they understood. We were both seeking something.

I was after a layered photograph that gave equal emphasis to both men. The composition was solved when the son turned toward me and, simultaneously, a swell lifted his father's dory briefly above the horizon.