A guitar case sat by a pile of rubbish, in the rain. A friend of mine always paints random wooden objects, so I peeked in the case to see if there was in fact a guitar inside.
There was, and it was broken badly. Showed it to my friend who declined so I set it back out with the rubbish.
A day later I wondered if it was still out there and decided to rescue it from an ignoble end.
With a bit of wood putty, sandpaper, glue, clamps, paint and time it became a piece of 'art' no longer expected to perform except to look pretty. This piece sold in our Arrowtown art show recently. From the gutter to glamour. Have to love when a plan comes together!