I spent most of the afternoon arranging a plate of fruit to paint. I should have known better than to start painting just because it was taking too long to find something wonderful about this plate of fruit. I thought the colors would be interesting enough. I didn't even bother to finish it. It didn't keep my interest, and in the end, I just wiped it off. If I don't care enough about a painting, to be able to wipe it off without any regrets, I know, nobody else would have cared about it either.