Ha ha! Good one.
I used to look at it, in the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
One day, I “got it.” I understood it. It’s just a movie of a woman descending a staircase. The “nude” bit is a matter of interpretation.
You can imagine what it must have felt like, to have been a serious painter, to have devoted your life to it, or (if you were young) to have decided to devote your life to it.
Then one day, you hear about photography. You see some early photographs. You realize “I’m never going to make a dime at this.”
What do you do?
Well, you’re creative, right? That’s why your an artist. So you don’t give up, you get creative.