The least artistic summer ever

So my summer job as been in an oil company's reception. I've never felt quite so un-artistic. I thought maybe adding some stuff to this old thing would help bring back a spark, but I think I really just need to be back in a studio with a heap of sketchbooks and some ink. I'm craving using pens and ink, and perhaps some monoprint. Anyway, I did manage to spend some time on a beach at Gardenstown (is that the place? I don't remember what it was called. It's beside Macduff, anyway.) which was nice.