I've realised today that my art box reflects the predicament my thoughts have been in since christmas, Looking in it I see broken lead pencils, blunt sharpers, crushed and broken paints and haggered brushes with frazzled tips. I'm dissapointed in myself. How have I allowed this precious collection to decay? I need to restock supplies and find my way back into a jam jar, I need a fresh sketchbook and then I have to get back to basics and refine my creativity. I have a money bonus soon :-) I fully intend to treat myself.