I used to paint when I was in junior high. My grandmother had taken up landscape painting and I tagged along. We mostly painted barns and bridges but one time I decided to paint a waterfall. But I was also impatient and I wanted to get it done as quickly as possible.

Instead of the happy trees of Bob Ross I had the angry oil spills of Hells rainbow.  I could've been an incredible talent if only I had the patience.

Or if I was this guy... a speed painter who actually does something that looks like art.