A Little Artist

A Little Artist desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might say this is a funny idea, to many, but not to the Artist, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon is the item that was chosen.

A Little Artist desperately craved for a bottle of beer that they would often put down their trousers. It should have been a fairly curious suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea is the most awesome idea. A bottle of beer was the thing that was chosen.

A Little Artist found a bottle of wine that they would occasionally demolish. This seems to be a fairly original activity, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea is wonderful. Bizarrely, a bottle of wine would be the chosen thing.

A Little Artist desperately searched for a pint of cider that they would often throw. It might be an exciting proposal, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderous. Who would have thought, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.

A Little Artist needed a crown that they would sometimes play with. This seems a fairly original undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who had decided that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a crown was the chosen thing.

A Little Artist often carried a bat that they would play with. One might find this to be an exciting exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a bat being the chosen thing.