Saints on a Bridge

In Valencia there are at least a dozen bridges that span what used to be the river Turia. This sketch of El Puente del Mar dates from 1988, during my first visit to that lovely city. The bridge was built nearly 400 years earlier in 1591 to replace the previous wooden structure, destroyed by one of the region’s frequent floods.

Bridges: The city in northern Illinois where I grew up many years ago boasted four. They spanned the Fox River but not one was graced with an image of a saint. Nevertheless bridges still enchant me. Saints too. So you can imagine my fascination with this bridge in a Mediterranean port on the other side of the world.

I loved to draw the statues under their protective canopies, their baldacchini. I had little interest in the identity of the saints themselves, more interest in what roles they play. What do they symbolize? Bridges cross voids; ideally they create connections, trade and other peaceful relationships between people and places that are separated. The statues offer their blessings and protection to everyone who travels across to the other side.

In Autumn of 2024 when I made this drawing, news of the November elections in the US were a staple of European media, so living in Spain gave little respite from the flood of fear and hatred coming from demagogues and would-be dictators. But drawing can be an act of meditation: it offers time to reflect and contemplate. I was drawing bridges and saints in a city far away from my home. But in that home, saints and their benedictions had been forgotten long ago, and in my imagination, all the bridges were in flames.

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