Abner Dean's 1940's cartoons are absurd. In the sense that they are allegories, or simply surrealism. Some of the cartoon's captions are funny, or ironic, some are of such nonsense that I feel Dean should better have left them out. They do not seem to add anything to the picture. Or perhaps I'm missing something. In his black & white cartoons, which were bundled in hardcovers in his time and bought by people who liked them for their unusual character, all Abner Dean's human characters are shown naked. Albeit a stylized, non-shocking nudity it is. No genitals.
Supposedly an authentic photo of a triton, taken in the arctic region. Thirty meters long, it measures. If it's real, it's not human. And thus not romantic and thus of no further interest for this post.
Mantegna (1431-1506) was a remarkable painter. The landscapes in his - mostly - biblical works for instance are very stylized, bordering on the surrealism. Rocks and mountains have a stagy quality, like they were made from a wooden frame, covered with plaster, and painted over. So, had Salvador Dali been born a couple of centuries too early, he could have made an artist's dime just the same.
David Herbert Lawrence wrote novels. One of them contained 'unprintable words' and the story was too scandalous to talk about. So, this being the 1920s, he was the talk of the town. Unfortunately no one could read his outrageous book as it was, in true Victorian tradition, forbidden by law.
An illustration from a phallic artist. A Persian. Ayatollah Khamenei, supreme powerman of Iran, will not object to this art work because his country does not recognize the Persian civilization. Civilization, Allah's divine secretary-on-earth Grand Ayatollah Ali Khamenei says, started in 1979 under the Grand Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini. All evidences of an Iran before 1979 are products of western imperialist propaganda. So when Mahmoud Ahmadinejad visited an American university a few years ago, he parroted the Khamenei oracle: "There are no homosexuals in Iran." The funny thing is that after Mahmoud patiently corrected the Imperialist view on Iran, students left the auditorium in protest. What's more funny: a majority of these students kept hanging on. Swing, swing.
Astonishingly Poor Taste in Eccentric Home Design - HomeOwnerNot.com
But what is 'taste'? Javier Senosiain designed a home for people who like to cocoon. It's almost a fluffy house. He finished it off with Grancrete, a ceramic spray-on material, so I guess it's bomb-resistant. Good, we live in explosive times.
Huge estates, see-through houses; not for me. I am the cocooning type. A subconscious desire to return to the womb? Maybe I just want to be a gnome. So what does the market has to offer me, who prefers a habitat where I can feel snug and protected?
I just won/inherited/phished 50 billion euros. So I must leave my current rundown shack for something that fits my solvency.
But I can't make a choice! A Frank Lloyd Wright on the rocks with a waterfall? A glass dome at the bottom of the sea, between the coral mountains of the Great Barrier Reef? A lighthouse in Scotland? An abandoned monastery with three hundred single bedrooms and one bathroom in the Himalayas?
I certainly want a new home with a lot of glass. But not too much.
There have been two earlier posts on glass art, plus a mention of this beauty. It's time to do another. Glass is an incredible substance, and ever since the start of the 20th century and the innovation Art Deco demanded, glass designers discovered new techniques and work miracles with the stuff. Like Danny Lane. He likes jokes, and he likes to use LOTS of glass...
Snakes are physically disabled creatures. A snake doesn't have tentacles, he is a tentacle. Just one. Another disappointment is that a snake is not slippery-slimy. Nevertheless it is the snake who deflowered the young Lord Greystoke, not an ape. Not even Jane. Who was broken in by Kerchak, but that's beside the point. It may seem that a snake is a boring sex toy but he isn't. He can poke and prod you in two orifices at once; with its head, and its tail. So snakes too can be considered quite sensual playmates. As artists know as well.
The Japanese have a few things to account for. The Manga Pedo phenomenon: women in pre-teen schoolgirl outfits and the faces of 6 year olds. The wacko habit to put the tiniest of stickers over enormous penis shafts. And tentacle sex. Now that was a revelation! But in the western art hemisphere we have our share of tentacles too. The one teabagging an octopus is the absolute Master over the seas, Neptune. No excuse: sculptor Antonio Della Bitta used him as an outlet for his own kinkiness.
A virile young man trapped in a starfish-like creature with an appetite for fresh male juices. That's the story. But the victim happens to be what I hardly take serious in Japanese erotic fantasy; a hybrid from the world of Furry Porn. Which of course found its roots in Greek mythology. In Furry porn you see fluffy cat people, humanoid bears and horses sexing with each other. Or with humans. Comics and cartoons in this vain are more childish than exciting, and often crafted in a cheap style. Well, this one by Mentaiko is an exception.
What comes next has hardly to no story line, but it's a classic anyway. Slippery tentacle sex... Ever since Katsushika Hokusai published a woodblock print of a woman copulating with an octopus (two, actually), Japan is enraptured by sea food that pleases not only the tongue and the stomach but various other body sections. Tiago made a nice gay variation on the Hokusai standard, but the background unfortunately makes little sense. Let's see how others managed.
Nine out of ten porn movies and comics revolve solely around Hot Sex Action. Well, make that 10 out of 10 in videos. In comics, some artists do a bit more. Even in Hentai. They know that obliterating a story makes the comic dull. After one, you've seen them all. A few examples of how it can be much more exciting. The viewer/reader is horny as hell of course, but what's the hurry? Look at the Ebishuybashi panel. The artist presents what I would like an amuse.
'Bara' is a popular term for homoerotic male-oriented fictional media that focus on male relationships, usually created by homosexual men. Although sometimes also called "yaoi" by Anglophone commentators, bara is considered a subgenre of seijin (men's erotica) for gay males and resembles comics for men rather than comics for female readers. Bara is also known as 'Gei Comi' and Men's Love or 'ML'.
While there are exceptions, characters in bara tend to be masculine and are often analogous to bears in gay culture, muscular and/or chubby men usually with an abundance of body hair. Most bara features adult content including explicit sex scenes.
It is also a fact that the Hentai genre produces lots of crummy and eerily childish comics and cartoons.
Cover for a book that centers around a member from the Dingling Circus and a private driver who never wears shirts under his uniform coat. One can imagine what is waiting to happen, on that lawn. I suspect that the most exciting thing in this gay romance is its title.
Homoerotic art comes in a variety of types. The no-nonsense hardcore action. The symbolic/surrealist ones, where you see nekkid guys doing weird things with each other in Dali-like settings. The funnyfucks. And the teasers: the ones with white hot action but not showing it because these works were painted and drawn too soon. Or hewn; the various statues and sculptures in Episode 2 already showed some highly unfinished scenes. Suggestive Art, in masturbation circles called Edging. I continue with the No-Nonsense-Let's-Fuck section because it's the most boring one.
Aubrey Beardsley looked more flamboyantly gay than Oscar Wilde, but the lust objects in his art were always women. An exception, here. It's also one of his most non-erotic illustrations. Like the idea of the King throwing himself on the shapely Sir with bared flesh sword disgusted the effeminate artist. Yet he was the only one who ever pictured this character from the King Arthur legends in the nude. Beardsley may have been 'a-sexual', but the pen & ink drawing is full of homoerotic longing.
Blogging is not without danger. A visitor may go totally haywire over the image of an explicitly naked Adam & Eve from the Renaissance and file a complaint with the blog provider. That's why I force any visitors coming my way to cross an Adult Contents threshold very consciously. But that only lessens the risk. The platform where my images are hosted could take a look into my maps, and scream. Two nekkid Eves! Four nekked Adams orgying!