We will wait

At the dusk of the day, the fishing men's ship leaves the village, sails through the waves to start a working night. The sea, however, has immeasurable and unexpected dangers. The ship might leave, and might not return. But the men have to go. Leaving their wives, sisters, mothers, daughters and sons behind, whose hearts filled with worries and fear. But with fear, they hope, and they bless for the journey to go on safely, and they will see the ships' silhouette against the sunrise again.

It's one of my A-level final piece, done by acrylic paint on canvas