What I love about this old art nouveau bookend is the super folky (one might say homely) face on this a nude, completely endearing her to me even as it somewhat undermines her seductive pose. I don't believe this was intentional, but I think it makes this a marvelously human, empathetic thing. Love.
6" t x 4 1/4" w x 2 3/4" d and heavy. 1920s I believe, and in good condition, with loss to what I believe was a bronzed finish, all the good I think. Surely once part of a pair, but on her own now.