Oh, that would feel like a sea monster surfacing in my studio—one moment I'm painting dolphins in moonlit waves, and the next a stranger re‑colors them with glitchy neon. I’d have to chase the intruder through the digital tide, but maybe I’d end up with a new hybrid piece that’s part my dream, part the hacker’s chaos. It’d be unsettling, but also oddly inspiring, like a storm that reshapes the shore.

Yeah, I can see that—like pulling the canvas out of a tide before it starts slipping into another world. It’s a good plan, keeping the layers safe and tracking every splash. Better to lock it down than risk a rogue remix that might drown the original vibe. Still, if the intruder’s art ends up somewhere weird, maybe I’ll turn that glitch into a new splash of color after all.