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.
Erotic illustration is so hot right now — and we're not just talking about the sexiness of the content, either! Throughout Instagram, people are showing their own take on human sexuality, and many of the best illustrators are gaining huge followings online.
In early 2016, I worked on an art project with an artist near Findhorn. She seemed intrigued by me and seemed particularly intrigued by my thoughts on male chastity. I was starting to think a bit more seriously about using it as a feature in my photographs and in my writing, and it seemed like this might be something we could work on together.
Few things can carry as much raw passion, build up, and sexual tension like a genuine kiss. It's why people adore good kissers, and why so many people use kissing as a guide on what to expect when bedding a new partner.