Pharrell Williams: Rainbow, but tertiary colors, not primary. Rainbow, gingham print. Polka dot. Color, color, color. We're just expressing ourselves.
Ellen Gallagher: And another one, I got this blood orange once, imported from Italy.
Williams: I'm not at liberty to discuss it.
Gallagher: Oh, I mean, nobody famous.
Williams: What was the assistant going for?
Gallagher: It’s this strange, mulatto fantasy.
Williams: That's what I was going for.
Gallagher: The language as a site. That feels new.
Williams: Yeah, that's what we're working on next door. But I had no idea at all.
Gallagher: Even though it’s pornographic or something, and racist, it’s really not just in this fake dialect. It’s just a detailed account of exchanges and dirt and moving.
Williams: It’s like you’re super late to work, and you put on socks, and all of a sudden they’re both Nike socks, but one sock has a gray toe. No one’s ever going to see it, all day long, because it’s in your shoe. But you know it.
Gallagher: That sounds like you, like you believe in that kind of internalized absurdity. Painting the walls or something.
Williams: That was like a Comme des Garçons, Mark McNairy moment for me. McNairy makes, like, camo, and puts daisies on top.
Gallagher: It’s sort of corny, but walking down the street I found a thrown-away notebook, and it said, “We are a drug-free school. Have a nice day.” Or New York is a metaphor for lots of people living together, dealing with that, and the terror.
Williams: Like Quaker meets southern seventies white Baptist meets funk.
Gallagher: That's kind of creepy to me. Sort of a freak show and, I mean, it’s still theater.
Williams: That shit was amazing. Yeah.
Gallagher: Well, we have all these mutations.
Williams: These, and then this ghetto element.
Gallagher: Yeah, I go and do that by myself. I don't want to be isolated.
Williams: That costume director was balling, because they never wore the same shit. Because it could end right now.
Gallagher: Maybe. You can never tell.