parsing the bedrooms of lily
by uzwi
Imagine this as a photograph found in the usual collapsing shoebox at the usual car boot sale, you know the score by now. The Dali family’s urge towards meaning is as mistaken as your own. Their attempt to force an arrangement on the world by composing themselves in it collides with your attempt to interpret their attempt: in the ensuing confusion, nothing can be understood. It would help just a little if you didn’t see it as a picture of the Dalis–or, especially, of Dali. Everything else in it would begin to matter. The boat, for instance, which you see as leaving rather than arriving, might suddenly become a lot more important.
the m john harrison blog 
There is no attempt at forcing meaning here, it’s automatic animal sentimentality, nothing else.
If the boat is arriving, then it’s arriving somewhere beyond the frame.