When allowed by the banatee. I sometimes pick up a brush or two, dip them in wet paint of various colours and apply that stuff to the flat surface of, usually, flat and rectangular primed surfaces. It’s known as painting. I cause images, on these surfaces to happen. Sometimes they please personally and sometimes they please other people. It’s a kind of obsession or maybe, even a regular job.
There is a reason for this painterly habit, various reasons, actually. Decorative or obstructive. Both one supposes.
I am to celebrate, rather than the opposite, whatever it, she or he, may be.