Oslo is all cool green concrete and glass, lit from within by amber light. The city looks its best slick with rain. I took real pleasure in watching locals slip between buildings in their quiet, expensive-looking raincoats.

At the Munch exhibition, I learned that “if something is worth making once, it’s worth making again and again until the public has no choice but to look.” Edvard Munch created thirty lithograph versions and three painted versions of The Scream. A lesson in persistence—and obsession.

This trip has also given me space for more personal observations. I’ve realised I process the world best through either running or design. Movement and creativity are my natural languages, so it makes sense that I understand life more easily when it's filtered through those frameworks. I’m learning to translate experience into something intuitive, and to move through new places with observation, not judgement.