Every year for maybe 20 years, quite possibly more, my friend Kate and I take two weeks (now; when we were working, it used to be a weekend!), and head north to the cottage to focus on art. We call it Art Camp.
Over that time our art has changed -- and it hasn't. We're better now. (Kate was always good -- art was her profession; I'm better. than I used to be) We did collage, painting, polymer and every combo thereof. My cottage guestbook is a journal I made during art camp. And of course we do other things. Read. Walk. (Well, this year my walking is hampered but Kate is walking. I did some.)