The painting's tale goes like this: when I was a child, I liked kissing girls. I told my father about it, but he didn't like it and treated me badly. Nothing I did or said was appropriate, and no one intervened, showed me love, or taught me life lessons. Since I was alone, I grew mentally ill and began to believe that people are evil. I also started to be terrified of them and to speak, but I got ridiculed and bullied for it. Since I was ignorant and wanted to avoid this, I changed and started acting gregarious and humorous. However, I struggled to survive due to a mental illness, and in 2007, at the age of 33, I was unable to cope and developed severe depression. I struggled to understand the situation and eventually came to the costly realization that I needed help.
As a result, I painted an African tribal woman with a necklace, a ponytail, a headpiece, and sticks implanted beneath her mouth. They are free to live as they choose, as I wish, and they don't live in fear or malice because they live simple, serene, humble, and free. The people in my life lack sweetness and crave power; I am not allowed to stand out, attract women, and have sex—things that men only think about when women are delicious. Many men, like my father, only dream of women and do evil to incite fear, which is ugly and not good. In addition, women don't want men, so they place high demands on men, and since men crave for them, everything else is irrelevant to them. As a dear guy who yearns for sweet, loving humans and a human lifestyle that is free, simple, and calm, the peace symbol, the butterflies, and the keywords stand in opposition to the evil that I detest. This allows me to be fearless and happy while participating in intimate activities with women.
