Björklunden – a place for sweet summer memories

Week 16 – „One Year – One Island“

This sunday, when I was start looking for a subject to paint, I remembered the old arched stone bridge at the Kvinneby parking spot, which I had driven past so many times on my way home. There are a few such bridges and – as far as I know – they are all on (or near) the Eastern Highway. So I drove to the bridge and looked for a good place to sit with an interesting view. But now – at least on this cloudy day – I found the subject rather boring. Yes, of course, the water reflected the arch of the bridge and created a perfect oval – but otherwise? Perhaps a play of light and shadow on the bridge would have been more interesting, but like this….? There was another bridge, just before Fröslunda, a longer one with several arches very close by. Maybe that one? I drove there. Both bridges – and probebly more of them – cross the same little stream. In summer it hardly carries any water, but at this time of year the meadows along the side were flooded, so it was difficult to find a suitable place to draw. I ran around, hopping from wet tuft to tuft of grass, but still got wet shoes. Here too, a grey bridge over grey water with a grey sky looked uninteresting. I finally gave up on this subject. What now?

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