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Nr. 168 (March 1907)
DOI Artikel:Peters, Wilhelm: A new sketching ground in Norway: a letter
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A New Sketching
Anew sketching ground in
NORWAY. A LETTER FROM
MR. W. PETERS.
When you think of Norway I am sure you see
glaciers reflected in the sea, or the midnight sun
sending its red rays over the landscape, whales
ejecting water fountains in the fjords; or you see
the winter with the glimmering frosty white snow,
girls and boys in bright-coloured dresses running on
skis. This is all very pretty, but in pictures it is
rather suggestive of Christmas cards. I will not say
that it is unpaintable, but it does not give place for
art—it becomes vulgar. Why, I cannot shortly tell;
but I am sure it would offer an interesting subject for
examination : What is picturesque and what is too
picturesque ? I give this question to one of your
art critics. Well, what I was going to tell your
readers is that Norway is not all glaciers and
midnight sun.
Two years ago we discovered, my wife and I, on
the south coast of Norway, one of the most splendid
sketching grounds we ever came across. Take
your map and look at the south-west coast of
Norway : you will find a town called Stavanger.
Ground in Norway
This town is specially known for its fishing and
conserves; it has direct communication with
England every week by good steamers. From
Stavanger, across the Jaedern, to another town,
Egersund, is a railway that runs close to the sea.
The country is very flat from Stavanger—sand
and stones. At the other end of the railway at
Egersund the coast is mountainous and very rocky.
Between these two places, at Ogne, iheir different
natures meet and mix, giving a most startling and
picturesque effect. Mountains rise out of the
sands, washed and polished by the sea; the rocks
themselves have the most brilliant colouring.
Within a few miles one can find every kind of
landscape — rocks, mountains, woods and rivers,
and, last but not least, the wonderful sands, stretch-
ing for miles, over which the North Sea comes rolling
in. Every evening the sun goes down in the sea,
giving the most magnificent effects.
At Ogne there is an old farm where the last
descendant of an old family receives guests, espe-
cially artists. I find this part of Norway to be
one of the finest new sketching grounds I have
seen and worthy to be introduced to your readers.
Wm. Peters.
BY WILT JAM PETERS
Anew sketching ground in
NORWAY. A LETTER FROM
MR. W. PETERS.
When you think of Norway I am sure you see
glaciers reflected in the sea, or the midnight sun
sending its red rays over the landscape, whales
ejecting water fountains in the fjords; or you see
the winter with the glimmering frosty white snow,
girls and boys in bright-coloured dresses running on
skis. This is all very pretty, but in pictures it is
rather suggestive of Christmas cards. I will not say
that it is unpaintable, but it does not give place for
art—it becomes vulgar. Why, I cannot shortly tell;
but I am sure it would offer an interesting subject for
examination : What is picturesque and what is too
picturesque ? I give this question to one of your
art critics. Well, what I was going to tell your
readers is that Norway is not all glaciers and
midnight sun.
Two years ago we discovered, my wife and I, on
the south coast of Norway, one of the most splendid
sketching grounds we ever came across. Take
your map and look at the south-west coast of
Norway : you will find a town called Stavanger.
Ground in Norway
This town is specially known for its fishing and
conserves; it has direct communication with
England every week by good steamers. From
Stavanger, across the Jaedern, to another town,
Egersund, is a railway that runs close to the sea.
The country is very flat from Stavanger—sand
and stones. At the other end of the railway at
Egersund the coast is mountainous and very rocky.
Between these two places, at Ogne, iheir different
natures meet and mix, giving a most startling and
picturesque effect. Mountains rise out of the
sands, washed and polished by the sea; the rocks
themselves have the most brilliant colouring.
Within a few miles one can find every kind of
landscape — rocks, mountains, woods and rivers,
and, last but not least, the wonderful sands, stretch-
ing for miles, over which the North Sea comes rolling
in. Every evening the sun goes down in the sea,
giving the most magnificent effects.
At Ogne there is an old farm where the last
descendant of an old family receives guests, espe-
cially artists. I find this part of Norway to be
one of the finest new sketching grounds I have
seen and worthy to be introduced to your readers.
Wm. Peters.
BY WILT JAM PETERS