To be blunt, I think I like it so much simply because of the violence it depicts. It says to me, No more! I will chop your fucking head off. That’s it, really. Anger, retribution personified. That’s what I feel when I see it. It speaks to me.
So many possibilities to choose from, it really doesn’t matter why she was chosen. Over two thousand years of stories and myths written in which the rape of women is accepted as just reality, nothing truly strange or rare, just something to build a story around, easily believed because it’s such a regular occurrence yet STILL, we are not believed unless there are ten other women with similar stories.
How could this be? they say shocked. Obviously you must be lying or misremembering... such an upstanding man.
Anyway, I can certainly understand why some would have preferred if they had chosen another artist but I like it.
Posted here because she was an artist (and a great chum of David Hockney) but also because it's such a great obituary -- I love Times obituaries when they commemorate not just "the great and the good" but also extraordinary and fun people like the late Marchioness.