Gone with the wind

It's all about materials.

I paint myself on canvas of your life... I try my best to creat the most beautiful tableau you can hang on wall of your memory... oh and it's so hard to paint my dear, for that colors flow and get mixed and creat non expected shapes with weird colors... I'm not sure if this happens to others or not. whatever, I compromise, I dance with the colors and finally, I creat exactly what I call a master piece... and after that, the drama begins. either you hang it on the wall, admire my art and value it as much as you can and make me bored as hell, or... you just grab a bucket of water, pour it on the canvas,  and wash all the colors... oh the white as new canvas of yours... it seems there was no painting from the begining! Then it hits me... all that i got, is some brushes, with watercolor: a material that takes extremely artistic fingers to work with, & the final result is so damn good... but it can be erased like there was no painting at all, it leaves no trace on the canvas & treats it softly and delicately.people tend to be so greedy about canvases... they want them all white and clear, and what can be erased better than that damn watercolor painting?!