Visiting a Paris brothel was quite an eye-opener for Victor Dowd. "The ladies would come downstairs in their scanty costumes. I'm no Toulouse-Lautrec, but it was a great opportunity for me to draw. A woman named Doris sat on my table, she had a glass of wine in one hand, a cigarette in the other, high heels and practically no clothes on. She was trying to entice me to go upstairs. I wouldn't have had to pay anything if I gave her the drawing. But I wasn't particularly anxious to go upstairs with Doris, and I decided to keep the drawing."