Three Plaster Heads, 1947
"...you collapsed laughing when he told a story about a very rich lady who was so ugly that every day he made the bust he was doing of her smaller in order to attenuate her ugliness. You went to dinner at the Quatre Vents with him, his brother Diego, and Jaeger on the charge account of the same lady, who was in the process of becoming the shrunken head of a Jivaro. Twenty-five years later, in a sumptuous New York penthouse, you'll again laugh till you cry when you see the same work, which is about the size of a pack of Marlboros, clutched in the lacquered hand of a very chic lady who is in the process of telling you that she has bought this Giacometti for a fortune because it is one of the rare works from that 'depressive period' when the artist saw everything small."