I spent a long freezing day in this cemetery in Stockholm, failing miserably to shoot anything that would do it justice. As I was packing my bags this lady went past me. A good few seconds later it dawned on me that what I had been looking for all day had just gone by, and might hopefully be still right there behind me. I quickly dropped whatever I had in my hand then and grabbed my old Olympus Om1n. The print -and the negative- are far from perfect, but this is one of the very few prints I have never wished to have a second go at.