Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
“Humor them,” directed the sweet woman to the cantankerous man sitting before her.
He glanced up from his morning paper with a hmmpf, then lowered his old round head and continued reading. He would have no part of childish shenanigans.
But she knew better.
Later the children squealed and giggled at what they had created. The old man played his role, looking far from amused.
That art-of-the-day? Awesome. A wonderful combination of grumpiness and the trappings of happiness. I love it!
Thanks very much! Your description frames it so nicely.