A Purple Artist

A Purple Artist craved for a hat to share. One might say this is a bizarre activity, to most, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, miraculous. Who would have thought, a hat was the thing that was chosen.

A Purple Artist craved for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally drop. It was a fairly bizarre action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea was magnificent. A bottle of wine was the thing that was selected.

A Purple Artist owned a sack of potatoes that they would often eat. One might say this is an extraordinary proposal, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes would be the chosen thing.

A Purple Artist had a cup to throw. One might find this to be a weird and wonderful operation, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who thought it would be miraculous. Strangely, a cup is the item to select.

A Purple Artist desperately wanted a little monkey that they would cuddle. One might find this to be a fairly bizarre idea, to many, but not to the Artist, who considered that this idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a little monkey would be the thing that was opted for.

A Purple Artist carried a cup that they sometimes experiment on. This might appear to be a bizarre undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who feels that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup is the item to opt for.