Up the Elbe River from Wittenburg

June 18, 2010

“New Mown Field” ©Jill Rosoff 2010, 5 1/2 ” x 8 1/2 “, $65.00

This piece is the first in a series of small paintings I have coming from my trip with my mother up the Elbe River in Germany in April this year.  After a few days in Berlin, then were transferred to Magdeburg where we boarded our river ship, and spent 7 days cruising the Elbe up to Melnick in the Czech Republic.  And then we were in delicious Prague for a few days before coming home.  I’d been to both these cities in ’78, before the fall of the Iron Curtain and the Berlin Wall.  So it was wonderful seeing them now, out from under the thumb of the Soviet regime and in full bloom.

In between Berlin and Prague we discovered the landscape of the Elbe River.  This painting is of the flatlands south of Wittenburg.  I was drawn to the striping in the field—the hay had just been mowed.

The unexpected and wonderful realization I had on this trip was the peace of being on the river, this natural, pre-automotive highway.  We were away from asphalt, traffic, gas stations, billboards, and noise, and saw the countryside from the water’s point of view.  It was great!  It took us seven days to cruise what would typically have been a four hour drive.  It was peaceful, quiet, and calming, and lovely just to watch the fields and towns and bridges and ferries and castles and animals as we floated by.  More soon.

3 Responses to “Up the Elbe River from Wittenburg”

  1. robinaofsf Says:

    Hi Jill–

    You nailed it! Your lovely painting brought back a rush of memories of a wonderful trip. Keep me posted when you do more!


  2. George Says:

    Jill, I was on this trip with you. You capture the feel of this stretch of the river beautifully. The river was at flood stage so there were no banks per se; the water lapped gently right onto the fields. It was so peaceful.


    • jillpaints Says:

      Hi George!
      I’m so glad you mentioned the river was at flood stage! It was really something to see that there were no banks, just the water’s edge defined by the grass mingling into the water, and the trees sitting in the water. I’ll keep that in mind for another piece!

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