There is a bench here, it has a lamp over it, so during the day, and still in the dark Scandinavian evenings, I could continue to paint. I sat watching people walking by and did many street sketches of people from here
A square I know well
Christiansborg Watercolor
When living here, you don't think about it much, how central the parliament is placed
Nyhavn 17 watercolor Copenhagen
Since the beginning I've been painting watercolors in Copenhagen. And this view is so familiar, as it is the view from The Royal Danish Academy of Fine Art, where I studied architecture through most of the 1990's
Sketching huts into the village
Sitting in the wind on Ertholmene and painting I never quite made it that day, didn't finish this painting... maybe I'd come back here, I thought, closing my watercolors
Ancient granite rocks Ertholmene
Sitting on ancient rocks, more than 1.7 billion years old, looking at the water that floats around them, I wonder what they have witnessed so far. Must be amazing things
The mill house – Ertholmene
For a long time the birders lived in a small hut, but then they took over the Mill house ( Møllehuset) situated on top of the island Christiansø, with perfect views to the migrating birds - I remember being invited in...
The round defence tower
The ancient and massive, tall, heavy granite defense tower from 1687 is one of the most legendary buildings on Ertholmene. It can be seen even from Bornholm, more than an hour away on boat, as a clear cut form standing out in the mid of the Baltic Sea
Ertholmene administration building
The administration building on Christiansoe - where all the strings comes together. Both repairs, complains, weddings, hiring and leaving - it all starts here
End of the day walk
Woman heading home after another day at the office
Not the best of days
It looked like it could have been a long night, as she stood there holding her baby, that was still not sleeping
Grandmother waiting
The toddler turned around again, looking, trying to make sense of what I was doing with the brushes and paper... and the grandmother just waited, knowing it could take a while
Rasta girl with backpack
She sat waiting a small cafe' in a place where people from all parts of the world gathered to drink coffee and talk
Frits Ahlefeldt: sketchbook and stories 