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Wednesday, January 3rd, 2024 -- by Bacchus
It’s no crime to want your lovers to be sexually ambitious and comfortable with one another. But as always, it may be wise to be careful what you wish for:
Artwork is by Ferres, via Kinky Delight, and comes from a Dofantasy comic.
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Thursday, April 28th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
Men jerking off aren’t my favorite erotic art subjects. But when the artist lets us see the relevant masturbatory fantasies, that can be a lot of fun:
This artwork is variously attributed to André Collot or “Santippa”/Georges Hoffman. It’s from the very rare mid-20th-century French book Épices: Réflexions sur quelques à côtés de l’amour destinées à des personnes expérimentés, described by one bookseller here.
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Sunday, March 6th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
A long time ago I published this detail from what I called “a grand-scale 16-person orgy scene” by Hungarian artist Alexander Székely. I noticed at the time that the artwork had a page number, so I wondered if there might not be an entire portfolio of Alexander Székely orgy party art out there. I couldn’t find it back then, but I’ve for damn sure found it now!
The 1962 portfolio is Házibuli: un bal chez elles. That seems to be a mix of Hungarian and French; roughly “House Party: a dance where the women live” but I’m sure there’s nuance that a good translator could render better. What strikes me about these epic orgy scenes is how well they work as great parties, with live music, dancing, amazing food, and booze flowing like water:
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Monday, April 29th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
These pretty fruit vendors pose a difficult conundrum. Do you prefer apples, or do you prefer pears?
Artwork is by Edmund Bernard on a postcard from the 1920s. It’s pretty obviously inspired by this famous erotic photograph:
Wednesday, July 18th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The caption says “Gold Mine” in French, and it’s the mine that can never fail if you know how to work it properly:
Artist unknown, though the style certainly reminds me of Eugene Reunier.
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Monday, June 25th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
We may need a music historian or an opera buff to fully explain the captioning on this one:
The three women masturbating on a moonlit beach (the nearest caption says Clare de Lune which I understand to mean “Light of the Moon”) are, I think, intended to compose a visual pun, with their ample bottoms outshining the moon in the sky. The moon itself is busy dallying with a tree branch; a nice touch, I’d say. But what does all this have to do with the opera Werther by Jules Massenet? One could speculate that there’s a Clare De Lune song in the opera, but the fairly shallow Wikipedia entry wouldn’t confirm any such notion. It remains, at least until my erudite readers chime in, a modest mystery.
In any case, the artwork dates from the 1920s, and is by Leo Berthie.
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Friday, December 9th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
The theme for this week’s episode of Patronize This! is deserving erotic artists. I’ve got three quirky favorites who could all use your support. As is my intent throughout the remainder of this series (I completely blew it the first time out), I’ll eschew lengthy introductions, and let a sample of each artist’s work do most of the talking:
Maximignon at Patreon
The art is called Shower Deflowering, and the artist writes:
These invertebrate rascals work their way through the plumbing while you’re blissfully unaware in the shower. When the time’s right, they first pounce to try and restrain you, then stick their long, slick ovipositors inside any of your suitably-sized orifices. Not long after, you get to become the mommy of your own litter of adorable little baby beasties!
Andy’s Dames at Patreon
Penerotic at Patreon
Enjoy!
Image Credit (directly above): Movie patrons in an advertisement for the National Cash Register Company’s new ticket-printing register, from the Motion Picture Studio Directory and Trade Annual 1916.
Image Credit (top of post): Bohemian patrons as seen in the illuminated manuscript De Civitate Dei by Augustinus, via the Wikimedia Commons.
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Tuesday, June 9th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
According to Wikipedia, American miniaturist Sarah Goodridge painted this self-portrait of her own breasts in 1828, at the age of 40. She called it Beauty Revealed, and gifted it to Daniel Webster following the death of his wife, perhaps in an effort to get him to marry her. (He didn’t.) The painting is a small watercolor on ivory, said to be thin enough for light to penetrate and give the breasts a certain glow.
Thanks to a loyal ErosBlog reader (who sometimes comments here as “a fan of moral erotica”) for sending this in.
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Thursday, April 12th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
From Kinky Delight:
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Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
There’s a cliched pickup line dating back at least to the Victorian age. A certain sort of London rakehell might invite a certain sort of “lady” back to his rooms to “view his etchings” — by which he meant his collection of expensive erotic prints, purchased at great cost from a certain importer of printed goods from Paris, if you know what I mean and I think you do, wink wink nudge nudge.
This might have been one such etching:
Jahsonic says the print “depicts Messalina’s famous “Lassata, sed non satiata” scene told in the Satire VI by Juvenal in which Messalina worked in a brothel under the assumed name Lycisca, or ‘The Wolf-Girl’.
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Sunday, February 14th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Busy making plans for a two-day getaway with The Nymph, so a pair of Julius Zimmerman Valentines drawings seem appropriate:
Sunday, January 24th, 2010 -- by Dr. Faustus
The great Italian novelist Alberto Moravia (1907-1990) was surely no stranger to the world of eros for many reasons. Perhaps the one closest to my own heart was that he wrote a novel entitled Il Disprezzo which would be made into a film by Jean-Luc Goddard called Le Mépris in 1963, which provided Brigitte Bardot an opportunity to steam up eyeglasses in art-house cinemas everywhere.
So it was no surprise to find that among Moravia’s possessions was this exquisite glass sculpture designed by Renato Analue.
And of course I just had to share.
My initial reaction might have been “What a remarkable abstraction!” had I not seen it in Hans-Jürgen Döpp’s The Erotic Museum in Berlin.
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Thursday, December 17th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Since yesterday’s foray into modern depravity seems not to have met with universal acclaim, I thought perhaps today we could drop back a century and a decade, and visit the modern depravities of 1900, courtesy of artist Edward Fuchs:
All hail King Richard! All hail King Richard!
Wednesday, October 28th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Stolen from an Italian comic book cover found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. cartoons:
Tuesday, September 15th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This is a detail from a colored plate by Paul-Emile Bécat in a book entitled Fêtes Gallantes by Paul Verlaine:
And no, I am not channeling Faustus, even if he has finally shamed me into figuring out how to put the little hats and strokes over French words when I am identifying my sources.
Sunday, August 9th, 2009 -- by Dr. Faustus
That splendid fictional cynic Captain Edmund Blackadder once remarked that one of the greatest coups in theatrical history occurred when the manager of the Roman coliseum thought of putting the Christians and the lions on the same bill. That coup was not just an innovative approach to popular entertainment. It was also the source of some remarkable erotic art.
In a book everyone ought to own, Hans-Jürgen Döpp and Joe Thomas’s 1000 Erotic Works of Genius I encountered the following remarkable painting, “Victory of Faith” (1891) by Irish painter George (or St. George, sources vary) Hare (1857-1933):
High-resolution version: ( 1680×1050 )
Two about-to-become martyrs sleep peacefully in a rather chaste-looking embrace. In the background, the lion who is the instrument of their soon-to-be martyrdom glowers hungrily.
I would suppose that the interest of a healthy, well-adjusted lion in our two heroines would more likely be gustatory that sexual, though experience has taught me that you never really know about theater people.
George or St. George Hare is obscure enough a painter that I couldn’t even find a Wikipedia entry on him. The original of this painting hangs in the National Gallery of Victoria Melbourne. One internet commenter I googled, quoting another source, remarks that “…the depiction of naked women in chains seemed to hold a SPECIAL INTEREST (my caps) for Hare, and he returned to this subject frequently.”
Yes. I see we are now in territory where we’ve been before.
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