Danger of writing on statues

A statue become a woman? That’s impossible, you say. So be it. Nevertheless it happened once. “When?” Sunday. “Where?” In Rocamadour. “Prove it.” I have photographs: here they are. “You show me several photographs of a nude woman covered with tattoos.” What you take for tattoos is your undoing. Examine with a magnifying glass that tissue of dirt. The worst is written in your handwriting.

Jean Cocteau