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January 14th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

I, Too, Am A Weary Walker

The painting Nymphs and Satyr by William-Adolphe Bouguereau has long played an important part in the iconography of Erosblog, so you may imagine my delight when I encountered the following rendition of it in a detail of a print of a newspaper cartoon at the “Museum Confidential” exhibit of the Philbrook Museum of Art in Tulsa Oklahoma, which museum I visited in the company of The Nymph and my good friend Dr. Faustus not so long ago. You’ll recognize the painting at once, I think:

Rendition of Nymphs and Satyrs by E.A. Filleau of Kansas City MO

Zooming out just a bit, here it is in the cartoonist’s imagined museum presentation:

framed cartoon version of nymphs and satyrs

The cartoon itself is quite deliciously meta, featuring a weary walker who just can’t seem to find that scenic spot, a sentiment with which I am in ultimate sympathy:

weary walker viewing Nymphs and Satyrs

The above is a crop from my cell phone photograph of a print under glass below harsh museum lights, so it’s not an ideal reproduction. Both above and in the uncropped version, there are bright lights reflecting from the glass. With a little looking I was able to find an online scan of a slightly different edition of the print, showing somewhat less detail, but also with fewer visual artifacts; that’s here.

This print is titled “Weary Walker At Art Exibit.” The artist is F.A. Filleau of Kansas City, Missouri; and the caption reads:

I’ve traveled the world over and tramped every spot on the map, but I’m damned if I can locate that brook.

Above, I referred to it as “a print of a newspaper cartoon” and my reason for doing so is a reference in a book called Peoria Stories (apropos a Nymphs and Satyrs copy purchased by a Peoria showman). Referencing the original Bouguereau artwork, the book discusses the period when the painting hung in the Hoffman House hotel in New York, and claims:

The painting gained even more popularity when it was caricatured in the local papers. The drawing depicts the work hanging in an art gallery as a man named “Weary Walker” stares longingly at the nymphs by the running water. “I’ve traveled the world over and tramped every spot on the map”, he muses, “but I be dammed [sic] if I can’t locate that brook.”

The minor differences in grammar, spelling, and captioning between the print exhibited at the Philbrook and the newspaper cartoon described in Peoria Stories makes me suspect that the print was a later publication, capitalizing on the popularity of the newspaper cartoon, and probably redrawn with improved artistry. If anybody who is a wizard with newspaper archives can turn up a copy of the original cartoon, you would surely earn a post and a place of honor in ErosBlog iconographic history!

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January 13th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Share Our Shit Saturday 8 #SoSS

Coming in just under the Saturday wire, my first Share Our Shit Saturday post of 2018 with a focus on sex workers and products:

  1. Liara Roux (“Professional bisexual cutie & indie porn director/producer” says her Twitter profile, “Your Travel Sized Sweetheart” says her website) is someone that I knew I owed a favor, because of her tweets at the right time that got me up to speed on the slow-rolling Patreon #pornocalypse stuff. In that moment she was just a Twitter handle to me; I didn’t know her from Adam’s off ox, and could not have picked her out of a photo lineup at a drunk tank. Eventually I discovered that she was posting catch-your-breath cute photos on Twitter. Her breaks-all-the rules, video-animated, music-playing website is the most persuasive example of a professional woman’s anchoring web presence I have encountered, but be warned: it’s mesmerizing. It’s lucky I’m not a rich man, else I might soon be a rather poorer one.
  2. In case you have somehow missed it, one of my oldest blogfriends Mistress Matisse has masterminded and is marketing an intimacy-enhancing cannabis-based sensual lube called Velvet Swing. Currently only available at select legal cannabis retailers in the state of Washington, so I don’t in-person know anybody with experience of the product. But Mistress Matisse has just about the lowest bullshit-quotient of any sex worker I’ve ever encountered on social media, and she’s convinced me that she poured her heart into creating and getting this stuff onto the market. I believe in her and she believes in Velvet Swing, and that’s good enough for me.
  3. Adroitly multitasking camgirl Haylee Love manages two dildos, a buttplug, and a vibrator, while rocking a collar and cat ears. Sheerest talent, gentlemen, on display at Sensual Liberation Army.

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January 12th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

A Bit Of Bondage Fingering

His right hand (and the camera person) may not know precisely what his left hand is doing, but the smile on her face tells us that she is fully aware, and has no problem with any of it:

happy bound woman getting fingered

Photo is from the venerable Wasteland BDSM site.

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January 11th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Unashamed Sodomites, We

One of my annual pleasures is the State Of The World conversation held at The Well, between Bruce Sterling, John Lebkowsky, and a rotating caste of various other smart people. This year Bruce said something about ethics that I thought would be of broader interest to the ErosBlog audience:

If you’re a futurist, you become aware that ethics change. Judgements of right and wrong are historically ductile. People do sense that, but they don’t know how to deal with it. It seems sinful.

By historical standards, we’re morally horrifying here in our shiny new 2018. The oligarchs at the top of our society are incredibly greedy, grasping and unfair. The rest of us are unashamed sodomites with fantastic amounts of legalized marijuana.

Our behavior is damnable on its face by the moral standards of one century ago, or two, three, four, five centuries. To find a sister society to our own – meaning people would consider us in 2018 to be normal, A-okay and entirely sensible – you’d likely have to go back to the Rome described in the “Satyricon” of Petronius Arbiter. The heroes in that proto-novel would have no big problem with our cheerful gay sex and the conspicuous wealth of our vulgar oligarchs.

But we Americans wouldn’t own up to our own moral decadence. No way. We’re super-scoldy and scarily confident about our superior ethics. We’re bold and praiseworthy ethical pioneers, or else, we’re the heroic last-ditch defenders of Judaeo-Christian decency.

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January 10th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Let’s Eat Some Ass

woman performs analingus on black woman while third woman watches

This analingus artwork is a detail from an illustration by an unknown artist (thought perhaps to be Berthommé Saint-André) appearing in an edition of Pibrac: Quatrains érotiques de Pierre Louys.

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January 9th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Tulsa Sky Pilot

I went with The Nymph and my good friend Dr. Faustus to the Tulsa Art Deco Museum not long ago, and afterwards we stopped into Decopolis Books across the street. (I commend both of these destinations to anyone who finds themselves on Boston Avenue in Tulsa, Oklahoma.) While in Decopolis Books, I was confronted by the following epic-scale figure I am calling the Tulsa Sky Pilot:

tulsa skyport art deco metropolis style female pilot

I would go, I think, pretty much anywhere she wished to steer our dirigible.

The art is by trompe l’oeil muralist William The Artist and may be purchased, per the accompanying placard, right off the wall if you have $6,800 and a large enough truck. Or, for a sum unspecified, the placard indicates William The Artist will come around to your place and paint it directly on your own wall.

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January 8th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Bare For The Bear

I have only one piece of advice for this bare-chested novel-cover heroine: run!

bear, a novel

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