It had been the usual rush to get the work ready for the Stockholm show and the openings had been intense with a lot of strangers to deal with. I had mixed feelings about how the show had gone down and felt a bit pessimistic despite the great weather. I don't really like the idea of going out looking for views to draw, it seldom works, leaving me feeling confused and stupid as I wander around trying to find some kind of perfection, something I already have in my mind that I am trying to match. I was probably wasting my time with this quixotic trip especially as the landscape so far seemed nice but fairly bland and built up. I was determined to take things as they came but hurried inland