While I was with my family over Christmas I took my two younger sisters out to a pottery painting place. I figured we could make fun memories and beautiful things to remind us of each other and the time we had together.
My sister the artist painted this. I am in awe of her skill. She has been diligently practicing and getting better and better. By the way, this was painted free-hand from a picture.
My sister the knitter, like me, does not enjoy coffee. So she painted a tea mug instead (the inside is brown, so I think it looks very hot-chocolatey).
And I, inspired by this story, painted this.