You can accuse me of being too vulgar, obscene, of not understanding what the limit is not to cross, but I don’t understand what I have done wrong. I created art, I represented man’s first food, and malice is only in the beholder’s eye.
Why be scandalized? Why be afraid of the human body? We must not be scared of who we are, but of who we can become.
The human body is a work of art, breasts are the climax of this work of art, and I want women not to be ashamed of their breasts. You gave birth to babies with breasts, to be able to take a man’s heart with breasts.
You have the power in front of you, and my art has put it on display.