After making allowances for the fact that artspeak is not her native language.
A logical picture of facts is a thought. Body image must be too good to be true perfect human proportions.
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip; her foot speaks. Her wanton spirits look out at every joint and motive of her body.
Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida
Life without art looking for ideal proportions in books.
Underlying the fundamental use of epidermis as canvas, the study of human nature may be thought of as a neomodernist art closely related to all the other sciences like physics, chemistry or genetics.
Her body in its current form did not fit the prevailing sluglike art system.
Are these two poles, the ideal and the individual, struggling against one another or are they two sides to the same coin? I'm not a mathematician, but I'm guessing that this is the kind of image that might be involved. Few pictures would survive robustness tests like these, it is much more unpredictable.
Narcissists strive for a perfect outer appearance to reflect the perfect cool art inner image that obsesses them.
Ogni dipintore dipinge se (= the artist is his own real model)