Their Unusual Artist

Their Unusual Artist searched for a bag of flour that they would occasionally put on his head. It was an unusual undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who considered that this idea is wonderous. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Unusual Artist desperately needed a set of lego that they would sometimes smash. It would have been a new proposal, to many, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was fun. Strangely, a set of lego was the chosen thing.

Their Unusual Artist desperately wanted a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It should have been a funny idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a Harry Potter wand would be the chosen thing.

Their Unusual Artist owned a sack of potatoes that they sometimes insert somewhere. It was considered to be a fairly odd idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

Their Unusual Artist craved for a little monkey that they liked to hug. This might appear to be an unusual exercise, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey would be the chosen thing.

Their Unusual Artist desperately needed a stapler that they liked to put on his head. One might find this to be a fairly extraordinary exercise, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who considered that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a stapler would be the item that was selected.