I have probably only managed to spend a couple of hours on my own practice in the last couple of months and as we hurtle towards summer I am getting increasingly frustrated.
One thing I have been doing is completing activities from Miranda July's book Learning To Love You More. Having photographed under my bed using flash photography before cleaning (yuk!) I have now made a gallery of the artwork in my Mum's house that I grew up with. This has been a fascinating process as it has made me realise how much art surrounded me as a child and how that art has influenced my own interests and life choices. Here's a couple of examples:

One of my favorite paintings by my grandfather, Henry Hoyland. He loved the circus and spent many years painting portraits of the performers, but particularly the clowns. I grew up with a fascination for the circus and it led me to leave London for Bristol to train as a trapeze artist, something I did for many years.
A Mexican angel. I remember there being a lot of Mexican art around the house as a child. A couple of years ago I unexpectedly inherited some money and decided what I really wanted to do was realise a long-standing ambition and travel around Mexico with my family, which we did. I now wonder how much this artwork influenced that desire.