The flowers were my idea. I knew the yellow would bring out his eyes.
I did all the flower arranging myself.
Everything was cool until I put the flower on his head. Then he threw a diva fit and stormed off.
So yeah, we had creative differences, but I think to create art you've got to take some risks.
I have bloody scraped knees from crawling on the concrete. Bleeding for your art is good too.
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