I don’t know what it is that makes the Buddha Board so entrancing, but entranced we are. It fell into the midst of family interest in Buddhism, watercolour painting and Japanese script. Perfect. It wasn’t cheap, but somehow, for no particular reason, it just cried out to be part of our family. It comes with a simple bamboo brush. We supply the water. The laptop version travels beautifully and flips open like an easel. You dip the brush in water. You paint a few simple strokes. Within a couple of seconds, the wetted strokes turn black. There they hang, for a couple of minutes, in their stark simplicity. And then they begin to fade. Going, going, gone.