I tell them they have two choices. They can sell it to us, and it’ll be in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We’ll have a wing for their painting. People will come and admire it, which they do. And they will say, “That’s one hell of a painter.” And you get to keep painting. Or you can take this marvelous painting and you can sell it to a porn shop. [Laughter] And he’ll take the thing and he’ll make the boobs a little bigger, something like that. And put it in the window. And a guy will come over in a raincoat a few years later, and he’ll buy it, post it in his window, and it’ll become a piece of meat, basically. We get the ones who care about having in it the Metropolitan Museum.
