Their Colourful Artist

Their Colourful Artist had a stapler that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It was a fairly original action, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who expected it was awe-inspring. A stapler is the thing to opt for.

Their Colourful Artist desperately craved for a bottle of wine to eat. It might have been a weird and wonderful undertaking, to me, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea was stunning. Honestly, a bottle of wine would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Colourful Artist desperately wanted a big sponge that they sometimes eat. This might appear to be an unusual thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who thought that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge was the item that was chosen.

Their Colourful Artist needed a cup to try to balance on their head. This is certainly a fairly strange thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a cup would be the item that was opted for.

Their Colourful Artist often carried a custard pie that they would sometimes hug. One might consider this to be a strange idea, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a custard pie being the thing selected.

Their Colourful Artist had a crown that they liked to embrace. It was a fairly funny exercise, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a crown would be the thing that was selected.