With regard to "The Spirit of the Dance," she and her "sisters" have had an interesting history. The original was commissioned for public display in Rockefeller Center in NYC but after a public uproar about nudity she was relagated to the lady's lounge where she resides to this day. One of her sisters executed in bronze and now tarnished to a lovely walnut patenna resides on a ledge at the Zorach family estate in Robinhood, Maine, adjecent to my family farm. Then there were a host of little sisters that were cast and lord knows where they are or what purient eyes are viewing them. The "Spirit of the Dance" was never rendered in marble.
I always resented the fact that William Zorach got much farther along with my girlfriends than I ever did as a teenager. "What a lovely body you have," he would coo and they would just melt into his arms...
I was much more confident about approaching the nipples of cows at that age, and it was one of my daily responsibilities as resident farmboy.