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Flower-covered railing on one of the bridges in central Borås.
The figure in the foreground is not a sculpture, but one of several similar new concrete barriers around town meant to prevent car traffic in pedestrian places. These are roughly cast in the shape of a classic symbol of our town – the peddler. (Borås was founded as a market place back in the 1600’s, and still an important city of commerce.)
There is also an older, proper sculpture of a peddler in one of the main shopping streets:
This statue was made by Arvid Knöppel (1892-1970, best known as one of Sweden’s great animal portrayers); but it has been included in this year’s sculpture biennale brochure together with a few other “oldies”.
“Arvid Knöppel’s Knallen (The Peddler) is a monument and tribute to the little man. For 400 years, peddlers wandered around Sweden selling crafts, textiles, woodwork and metalwork.”
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Gotland pony or Gotland russ is an old Swedish pony breed. Gotland ponies are claimed to descend from Tarpans that lived on the small island of Gotland that is on the South-Eastern coast of Sweden right after the last ice age. The Gotland pony is the only breed of pony native to Sweden.
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For Good Fences
Last weekend my aunt and uncle were in town, and together with them I re-visited some of the exhibits in this year’s sculpture biennale. And learned that sometimes it’s actually worth while giving something a second look – or a closer look.
Last time I only saw the white picket fence sculpture from some distance, and then it just looked like…well, a fence! This time I went up close and looked down inside it – and discovered fences within fences – and the whole thing suddenly took on more layers of meaning as well! (Like: How quick we are to judge by first impressions. And how much more there may be to discover beyond – and within – that first impression. And how many layers of defense a person may set up inside themselves. And…)
And here’s a photo that my aunt took of one of one of the other sculptures (with me behind it). Here it also struck me this time that the ‘speakers’ on top of the ‘mosque pulpit stairs’ resemble satellite TV antennas (of which there are plenty in this area).
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Last weekend I visited the zoo in my town (Borås). Lots of fences at the zoo, of course… But besides all that are necessary to separate visitors from wild animals (and the animals from wild visitors), they’re now also in the process of building this spectacular new wooden bridge, leading from the entrance straight to the African savannah area. In the future, this bridge will make the whole park more easily accessible for wheelchairs and prams (avoiding the old steep hill). No doubt it will also offer some spectacular views.
But for now, the bridge leads Nowhere!
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Lots of Love “blowing in the wind” at the recent street art festival. On bridge railings, and in the trees.
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Just a garden I happened to pass by today. By putting up a fence they’d created a nice private area to sit and have their coffee or whatever. But by putting the barrow full of flowers outside the fence they also offered a nice view for passers-by.
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The street name on the sign is “Churchyard Street”.
▲ This is the walkpath inside the wall.
▼Three months ago, it looked like this:
What a transformation takes place in spring/summer!!!
(I don’t know the name of that plant growing on the wall.)
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Sometimes I wish The House (my parents’ old place, which we are preparing to sell) were just a very small cottage like this… That’s only a fleeting daydream, though. I know even a summer cottage this size would require more work and care than I’m really able/willing to put in. I was just enchanted by it when I passed by. :)
(This whole cottage would probably fit into the living room in The House.)
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Looking through some photos from last year I found these, which I think I never got round to blogging. The field where I saw the horses in September 2011 is across the road from the country church yard where my parents’ grave is.
If you want to see more photos from the countryside around there, also visit my Picture Book post today (Friday My Town Shoot Out – Rule of Thirds).
This post is linked to Friday Fences # 29
Nature has a fascinating way of not caring much about human-made obstacles sometimes… Like when a tree decides that “hey, what do I care about fences!”
Traditional farm style wooden fence, but here along a town street (not so common!)
Linking to Friday Fences at Life According to Jan and Jer.