On Saturdays, I’m visiting an art gallery, but on my way from the car park to the gallery, I always walk through a park. I haven’t time to rest, even when the benches want to talk to me by the language of tags. There are places for many people, benches for the lonely and place for they who need to rest their arm. To document my walk, I took some pictures to show what I’m seeing. I find it aesthetically and nice.

© Björn Blomqvist 2015-11-13