Raven's 82

Today I face another Raven's Challenge.

The words for this week's ten word challenge were: Tibetan sky, symbols, won’t you come home Bill Baily, shadow figures, brain cortex, practice makes perfect, life, start of school, lavender, chow down And for the mini: mental hospital, falling leaves, apple cider, packing crates, clues

Ten Words:

The Tibetan sky began to emerge from behind the brush as stroke after stroke was put on the canvas. Lester Frost did not work quietly, he sang "won't you come home Bill Baily" while he painted. A moon was in the sky and shadow figures of lavender. Where did the images come from? Lester did not know, or did he care if they came from the brain cortex. Painting was his life. Practice makes perfect he heard, but he did not consider his works of art practice, although he spent many hours working on the canvas. Practice is what you had to do with the math symbols. The start of school was soon and he would have to chow down and practice. Maybe he pondered he would have an art class this year.
15 words:

Mary Beth felt the sadness as she put Lester's belongings into packing crates. The paints of many hues even lavender would not go with him. He would not be able to finish the painting of a Tibetan sky. Mary Beth studied the shadow figures trying to find a clue in them of Lester's illness.
What in Lester's brain cortex pulled him from the world, where it was the start of school. He should be walking through falling leaves, chowing down on cookies, and drinking apple cider. Lester's life had taken a new turn from the working on symbols, practicing to make perfect what he learned, to a life in the mental hospital. Now silent not singing "won't you come home Bill Baily." That careless driver had ruined many lives that day.

5 words:
Seated by the mesh covered window of the mental hospital Lester watched the falling leaves. He sipped the apple cider he was just served. He then turned to observing those in the large lounge. He grew bored and returned to his room.
The room was sparse but he noticed the packing crates in the corner. He wondered if they would give him some clues to why he was not at home. He found framed pictures of Mary Beth, his sister, and of his parents , who he knew passed away. He placed them on the small table next to the single bed. That was all there was, the rest were cloths used as packing material. Then one of the cloths jarred his memory. The cloth was covered with blobs of different colored paint.
"My painting," he exclaimed.
By speaking those words he drew the caretakers to his room. He had not spoken a word while he was in the hospital. He had grown silent after witnessing a hit and run driver killing two of his classmates while they were on their way to school, the first day.
Mary Beth was excited. There was a breakthrough. Lester was speaking and interacting. She rushed to the hospital.