I made a mandala in my home, from materials I use regularly, like wood, water and a paintbrush. I recorded its destruction with a hairdryer. This mandala reminded me of the Robert Frost poem
"Nothing Gold Can Stay"
"Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."
I used water to paint my mandala. I needed to use quick, thick bold strokes, so that the water would both soak in and show up, while at the same time not evaporate too quickly.
Here it is before the blow dryer.
About to disappear
and all gone.
"nothing gold can stay"
Video of the mandala link
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