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Sketching Lakes at Buttermere

After such a long journey, you decide to go to an inn and relax for a while. The inn is relatively empty, and you ask for some ale. The barman takes an interest in you, seemingly knowing instantly that you're not a local.

  
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Fred
Fred

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"A painter, y'say? Well, Sir, you shall certainly find plenty worthy of your brush here. I can suggest some views you might want to look at. I'm sure after a hard day's work you shall gladly return for more ale, won't you?"


Buttermere, from North-West Corner, Looking to Honister Pass (Centre) with Fleetwith Pike to Right, 1797
Buttermere from above the Village, with Fleetwith Pike in the Distance (Left),
1797

As the sun begins to set, you decide to head back to the inn.

Fred
Fred

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"Are these really drawings of lovely Buttermere? There's not much detail, is there - nor colour. I can't see you making your fortune from these sketches, sir. Of course, it was a rainy day - was it difficult to sketch with that blustery wind howling around you? I'm afraid I think it shall be just as bad a day tomorrow. I have a room for you, Mr. Turner, how about working on some watercolours from these and showing them to me tomorrow?"

 
Feeling mildly insulted over your sketches, you take Fred's lantern and make your way up to your room.