Verity is her name, though some feel she's a bit Hannibal Lecter for their taste. Welcome to Ilfracombe, scene of the latest public art controversy, where a 20m sculpture of a naked woman was erected last week.
Cast in bronze, she holds a sword aloft and stands looking out to sea, apparently in a "modern allegory of truth and justice". Trouble is, half her womb is also hanging out.
"Brilliant," was one local's reaction. "Monstrous," was another's. "I feel very sorry for people who may have to look at it every day," sniffs hotel manager Sue Dale.
This is the work of Damien Hirst, after all. The artist took a shine to this small Devon town a decade ago. Having bought a home here and opened a restaurant, he has made another generous contribution to the local economy. That's one way of looking at it. Another is to see Verity as a typical bit of Hirst willy-waving: an attention-seeking act of narcissism dumped on these guiltless Devonians. After all, what has a pregnant woman with pointy nipples got to do with a West Country fishing village?
And, as we have learned, public art takes a while to get used to.