From photography to painting to filmmaking, erotic art closes the gap between sex and pop culture.
The classical female nude is historically symbolic of beauty, while the male nude attracts much controversy in the adverse sense. The formal qualities attributed to the male nude are often linked with homosexual desire and historical depictions of the male nude conform to rigid classical form and posture. With the invention of the camera, though the figure remained classical in rendition, the function and purpose of the male nude as a symbol began to change. Evidence of this can be seen in Eugene's 1855 standing male nude.
A muscular young woman is accepting fruit from another muscular, young, snake-tailed female in the tree. They both have great asses. Her mouth is suspiciously close to the man's penis. The penis is not erect. But we imagine it could be hard and thick in a heartbeat! Painted between 1508 and 1512. A cherub is suspended mid-air, obviously upset and confused by the whole situation. Can anyone doubt the LGBTQ sexuality of this image?
Another photo shoot with a model he had known for years. Except this time the girl was married and her husband was in the next room. Not exactly a real wall between them. It was a studio wall designed for sets and shooting but not for stopping large Scotchman who may or may not be the jealous type. The wall was not finished all the way up. You could hear everything going on in either room. The sound included the slapping of flesh and sloshing sounds hot juicy pussy makes when you are pleasing them. He didn't know how to proceed. He was flying blind.
I fucking love art. I did a study a little while ago on the senses, and how different senses provoke different memory receptors, unsurprisingly smell is the only sense that lingers in your olfactory system for long enough to actually create new neural pathways, hence why sometimes when you get a whiff of engine oil you're reminded of an old boyfriend, or the smell from a bakery can almost bring you to tears because you remember it so fondly from your childhood walks with your mother.
Brandon King had been browsing some antique cars at the La Vie Clothing’s Annual car show in Ganush, South Carolina when he came across this impressive 1964 Chevrolet Impala convertible. He also saw a for sale sign in the car front window with the owner’s number on it, as well as the price for the car. He looks the car over; it's all black with the red interior, it also has an air ride system with excellently sized tires. The price of the vehicle was 35,000 dollars, which are not bad for this particular model, he thought to himself. So, as Brandon gives the owner a call, he notices a beautiful Asian woman walking right up to him from about 70 yards away from him. Brandon talked to the owner of the car, and closed the deal on the car at 32,500 dollars. He thought to himself, what a deal for this car—just at this moment the beautiful lady walks up to him, and they exchange in some fun conversation.
"Who are you?" He asked me amid the sport, and I looked down into his eyes from straddling his lap. We had already been in his bed for several minutes, and been introduced not many more of them before...his question was curious, What does he mean?His eyes were deep and held caution, licking the words right from my tongue, swallowing them whole. His lean but muscular body flexed beneath mine, fighting against the desire to devour, sweat lying shamelessly on his naked, woolly breast. His steady grip around my small biceps, as if firmly holding me away from falling down a rabbit hole.
"A picture is worth a thousand words" is how the saying goes but is that all a picture does? I would say no. Depending on what's going on in the picture, it can certainly generate or move you to have certain feelings, emotions and thoughts (for example, check out "Can You See My Freak?!"). Because of my love of photography, the fact is that when I write a blog I do my best to find a picture that represents what I'm saying and with the existence of picture-driven social media like Instagram and Tumblr, I'm constantly scrolling through pictures that naturally invoke feelings in my mental Yoni.
Just in case you were wondering, every character in this essay is of the age of actual human consent. I feel it needed to be said. Thank you and enjoy the rest of the show.
The Renaissance, spanning from approximately the fourteenth to seventeenth century, is defined as the historical period bridging Medieval and Modern Europe. Its name coming from the French word for “rebirth,” the period is defined by its revival of interest in visual culture and its renewal of artistic standards of beauty, a juxtaposition to the aesthetics of its “dark and dreary immediate predecessors.” (Johnson, Geraldine A., Renaissance Art: A Very Short Introduction, (Oxford University Press, 2005). Naturally, with this newfound emphasis on beauty and aestheticism came a wave of fine art unlike those seen in any era before or after. Not only were artistic styles and techniques refined to perfection, but with them came a “powerfully self-conscious creation of identity” (Brotton, Jerry, The Renaissance: A Very Short Introduction, (Oxford University Press, 2006) that any artistic works prior to those composed in the Renaissance lack. Even if it is difficult to grasp the motivation or emotion behind a painting, it is still possible to identify with them as “recognizably modern.” (Ibid). This is due to the fact that prior to the fifteenth century, people “lacked a powerful sense of individual identity,” (Ibid) and the period is representative of this shift in intellectual ignorance.
‘The fin-de-siècle, more than any other period in the history of art, has been identified as a time of sexual licence and decadent extravagance.”
Have you ever wondered what emoji would look like if they were totally X-rated? Considering how wild sex can be, it's a scary thought — and yes, there's a group that's decided to show what a sexual emoji palette would look like.
This wasn’t the first time I was meeting Jacob. I have Skyped a few times with him, just to get a better idea of what he was like before I decided to go and shoot with him. We went over ideas, wardrobe, themes, and decided to go with an American Apparel type feel of a shoot. So yes, this was the first time I was going to meet him physically in person, but I wasn’t shy. Just a little reserved at first, as I usually am.