Packed my bag the night before , made myself a lunch ..sorted evening meal before i left. Great...my wonderful life drawing class.. Thirty mile drive, got lost as usual. Set up my hateful easel, stood charcoal at the ready...what a complete mess!!!! What an abomination..what a disappointment. Could not put a mark right so so unhappy, kicked my poor little car on the way out < (well better than the cat ) . . Sometimes I think the anticipation and all the efforts just help to kill creativity stone dead. Actually cried on the drive home...oh and some pratty white van man did a good carve up on me... So he got my finger on the horn...:-(