Farewell, then Stockholm
I'll miss your spires
But not your cold wind
This is the last sketch that I made in Sweden. Instead of staying on Gamla Stan on Thursday I carried on walking across the bridge towards the area called Slussen. I saw this view as I was crossing the bridge and thought - I bet I can sketch this quickly before my hands get too cold. Sadly that bloody wind was blowing again, and so I lost; by the time I got this far with the sketch my fingers were numb, so that was that,
Enjoyed you Stockholm. Beautiful place.
Experiences of an urban sketcher based in South Wales - does exactly what it says on the tin. All images in this blog are copyright, and may not be used or reproduced without my permission. If you'd like an original, a print, or to use them in some other fashion, then email me at londinius@yahoo.co.uk.
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