My Red Artist

My Red Artist always kept a teapot that they sometimes sit and look at. It was an original action, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a teapot of all things.

My Red Artist desperately searched for a ball that they liked to experiment on. It might be a surprising undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea was awesome. Strangely, a ball was the item that was selected.

My Red Artist owned a bottle of wine that they would occasionally experiment on. It is considered to be a different action, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of wine was the thing that was selected.

My Red Artist desperately wanted a sword that they liked to sleep with. It was a fairly astonishing action, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Strangely, a sword would be the thing that was chosen.

My Red Artist always carried a cup that they would annihilate It is a fairly strange idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is the most awesome idea. Honestly, a cup would be the thing that was opted for.

My Red Artist looked for a bottle of beer that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a fairly odd undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer is the item to choose.