In which Tom Wesselman and Allen Jones discuss the objectification of women

Tom: I really dig your oeuvre Al, the fearlessness, the British kink

Allen: Thank you Tom, and yours. The flatness. You do like open mouths, don’t you?

Oh yes, the close proximity of phallic substitutes. And you, the heels?

Ah, always the heels Tom, the taut calf, the arch, the sheen, the shine

It seems we’re wowing and outraging them in equal measure

Sex sells, it’s good publicity

And our work really is ironic, right? 

Of course it is, dear boy