The first painting of my career exemplified the traits my art would be known for: vibrant colors, imagination, and music. We start with a normal piano and sheet music, but then the composer turns wild and orders an impossible set of notes; as a result, the pianist is forced to adapt, distorting and morphing the piano and growing alien hands. Eventually, the pressure from the wildness bursts open at the seams, destroying the music and the piano, while a single purple note, flying up out of the abyss, escapes.