At the end of the day you have produced something – to look at, perhaps even to hang on the wall if you like it enough. Very different from writing that for me is hardly ever done. Every time I open a page I start changing – a sentence here, a word there – a never ending story. But a painting is finished, at one point. You can change things, of course, but not ad infinitum, with water colors the paper will eventually dissolve.
