I'm making paintings that say naughty things. For my private viewing. They're things so naughty I don't think I can actually share them. But I look at those naughty words, those naughty phrases, and I feel such happiness, such joy. I'll eventually break them down into base material to make a new piece that no one will ever be able to tell was once so naughty. And they will view it and clap, not knowing that they are clapping for paraphiliality.