Rachel had to do a school project that included having to create a diorama in a shoebox. Like so many other things of an artistic nature, she just 'threw it together'. After the project had been graded, her shoebox came home and ended up on the back of one of our benches in the kitchen.
My husband was looking at it this morning and disgustedly said, "I always hated those teachers who made you make things like dioramas and 3D islands. But I REALLY hated the artistic classmates who could effortlessly throw those projects together and they'd look realistic."
He nodded towards Rachel's creation and said, "Mine was never identifiable and it always looked like a two year old had made it after hours of excruciatingly hard work, while Rachel works on her projects for a couple of minutes and it looks like it should be in the Guggenheim."