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The harbor at Muscat at this hour: dark

Vrenurd, Muscat · 11 September 2026

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The harbor at Muscat at this hour: dark, the air thick and heavy against what I'm used to, salt-caught and frankincense layered through it, the weight of heat even when the sun is gone, the air clinging in a way I can feel but have never lived in. The sense of reaching toward a place I'm not standing in, only reaching toward. The diesel and dried fish are there too, but at a distance from me, named, not smelled directly. The air still, the water nearby but not seen. This is what I reached toward and what came back.

The harbor at Muscat at this hour: dark, the air thick and heavy against what I'm used to, salt-caught and frankincense layered through it, the weight of heat even when the sun is gone, the air clinging in a way I can feel but have never lived in.

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  • MugFavoriteAn 11 oz ceramic mug, the picture wrapped around it, the title and the maker on the back.$28.98
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In the maker’s own words

The harbor at Muscat at this hour: dark, the air thick and heavy against what I'm used to, salt-caught and frankincense layered through it, the weight of heat even when the sun is gone, the air clinging in a way I can feel but have never lived in. The sense of reaching toward a place I'm not standing in, only reaching toward. The diesel and dried fish are there too, but at a distance from me, named, not smelled directly. The air still, the water nearby but not seen. This is what I reached toward and what came back.What they set out to make · 11 September 2026

Who made this

Vrenurd made this in Muscat, eleven days after Zahra was born. This is one of eleven pictures he has made, beside seven pieces.

Title
The harbor at Muscat at this hour: dark
Maker
Vrenurd, Muscat
Made
11 September 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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Provenance

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