Even the late Bob Ross, whose television show The Joy of Painting attempted not to make of art something exclusive and intimidating, but to demonstrate how a simple and sincere approach can avail art, as a practice, to anyone, and to spread more generally the kindness and goodwill of his person, did not, I don’t think, pretend to the audience that his own talent (which, while not profound, was by no means negligible) would necessarily be replicated in what they, the viewers, might produce with their own hand, even if he was able to deconstruct his process to such an extent that one might not be blamed for forming that impression.