Sunday, January 25, 2026

The bridge that was

 







If you will be so kind as to consult yesterday's post, I lightly explored the bridges (or lack thereof) in my city. In so doing I came across a very old photo of the river, the Paillon, that once ran down through the center of my city and is now completely covered over by a long park. I happen to have some recent images of my own of the Promenade du Paillon where, in a clear reference to the water below, a shallow fountain extends widely across a section of this park just outside of the vieux vielle:

































But what about that original image of all the washer women by the river? 

That is the raison d'etre of today's post! Back in the 1800's it was a river without much water. But I guess there was enough for women to wash clothes in it. It was also prone to flash floods from the water coming out of the hills rather suddenly in storms.


I have remained (relatively) faithful to my historical source image while giving it a great deal of layers and textures in the way I have been working lately. And so as I showed two pictures yesterday of a contemporarily used bridge here rendered in this style, I have today one of this more appealing bridge from a little further back in time, in similar guise, that is no longer with us:


















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