Request: Paint the glass bottom of a restored tea tray.
Instructions: Maybe a teapot or something summery.
Result: I went with tea on the patio of my grandparents’ backyard. Something I’ve had the privilege to enjoy my entire life. The baseball announcers sang the song of summer. Memories flow: listening to Yankees vs. the Jays (my grandpa’s team versus my grandma’s) while my brothers and I smack a tennis ball off the brick wall with squash rackets. Fresh cut grass and trimmed hedges. Sparrows sing and squirrels forage, rustling foliage. Hot tea and cold coca-cola.
My grandparents recognized it immediately and loved the finished result.
Evaluation: Success.
The Halfwit Writer 