That is just to protect my art from internet pirates who roam the internet seas. AAARGH!
I had a rose growing in my front yard that had the brightest red blooms. The brilliant red blooms were so bright that it was hard to look at. It was like looking into the sun. I just had to paint it. The brilliance of the red color was singing to me.
Isaiah 55:1 The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them; and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.
2 It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing: