Kites or seagulls

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In a summer bright sky, fantastic shapes move freely.
A clearcut division between sky and sea. Deep blue the sea, in contrast with a light blue sky.
The two elements appear deliberately distincted by the author.
Impossible not to gaze the explosive orange and, where five boats appear to mess up.
Is it the result of a shipwreck?
If you look at the purple tonalities on the boats, it gives a sense of wound.
It's an unmanned landscape.
Lines cut across the beach, the scenery is unreal, a dream where seagulls become kites, bringing back to childhood.