June 6th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
If ErosBlog were the sort of billionaire’s hobby that meant we had purpose-built premises, and commissioned art to put in the colonnaded lobby, this right here is the sort of art I would want to commission to put in it:
If startled ingénues in short dresses, tall shoes, and summery hats suddenly inherit a new set of ancient Mediterranean erotic dreams and obsessions, well, what harm in that?
It would delight me to learn from some student of art history that this is a representation of an actual famous statue that exists in the world (Vatican library, anybody?) but until so informed, I must sadly assume it exists only in the fevered imagination of artist Giovanni Romanini. Let’s just look at the statuary detail, shall we?
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June 4th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The world wants to know. Seriously, this is my Google autocomplete right now:
You know when he says “A lot of people are saying…” and it’s really just him? Well, this question, a lot of people actually are asking. So says Google autocomplete.
June 4th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
One of the things that makes vintage porn interesting is that the tropes had not yet hardened; since nobody knew what the hell they were doing, and (especially in the 1970s) everybody was doing a hell of a lot of drugs, they did all sorts of crazy stuff, and the porn we have today is what evolved out of those experiments.
What where they thinking when they were flogging a plastic blow-up sex doll in the movie Domination Blue? I have no fucking idea. None. I’m sure it seemed like a good idea at the time? Anyway, huge thanks to the Rialto Report, whose publication of the complete archives of Flick Magazine allowed me to discover this images in the pages of the September 1976 issue.
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June 3rd, 2018 -- by Bacchus
He told his wife “No, dear, don’t have the cook hold dinner for me. I’ll be working late and then I’ll just dine at my club before I come home.”
Artwork is by Umberto Brunelleschi.
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May 31st, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Whenever the usual nattering nabobs of blue-nosed sex-negativism start wringing their moist hands about the horrifying prospect of sex robots and the social damage they will surely wreak upon our society, it’s easy to tell that they are imagining some sort of improved animatronic sex dolls aimed at men. It never seems to cross their minds that there would be a market for a strong metal man with an utterly reliable penis and a complete lack of the usual male bullshit:
This artwork comes from the cover of Sesso Folle. There’s a visible artist signature lower left, but I can’t quite make it out.
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May 30th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Ever since PETA got to the Circus Regulation Board and got the animals taken away, the center ring act just hasn’t been the same. The head animal tamer looks really good in her uniform and she does the best she can with the material she has to work with, but the act? It suffers:
From the cover of Il Camionista.
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May 29th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
I don’t think they teach this particular cheer in Spirit class, but I’ll bet it’s effective:
The cheerleader pussy-eating art is from Velvet Love Volume One: Girl On Girl, a volume of erotic art by Stefano Mazzotti and Vincenzo Silvestroni.
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