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Saturday, November 18th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
Earlier this year I posted a perhaps-too-personal essay about one of the relationship follies of my youth. The sad tale couldn’t be told without me touching on the romantic significance of zipping sleeping bags together (or not) while couples-camping in the great outdoors. Of course my notions on that subject might be idiosyncratic, but I am vindicated, I think, by this explanatory photo essay that I found in a nudity-friendly outdoor camping gear catalog from 1980:
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Monday, September 12th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
This lesbian couple doesn’t seem entirely happy to have been enrolled in the three-legged race at the nudist camp, but they do seem determined to compete vigorously:
I joke about the race, of course. In truth I believe this is a photo by Julian Baker, from a photo project that may or may not have been called “Coupled”, which survives in various fragments around the ever-deteriorating adult internet. The theme seems to have been couples of conventional (as opposed to porn-stylized) beauty, bound together in some quirky symbolic way.
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Wednesday, March 6th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
This illustration, titled Maiblumen, appeared in the German art nouveau magazine Jugend #24 in 1896:
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Thursday, December 5th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Synchronized swimming would have a much bigger following if everybody did it like these three vintage beauties:
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Wednesday, July 3rd, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a fascinating article on an eccentric Czech creeper and voyeur who took beautiful candid photos with deliberately-bad home-made cameras:
Charming eccentric or tolerated local boogyman? The townspeople of Kyjov in Czech Republic could never quite decide. Miroslav Tichý took nearly a hundred photographs a day with his homemade camera, wandering around the streets of his hometown, often spotted at bus stops, the main square, the park and the swimming pool, although he was frequently arrested for lingering around the local pool taking pictures of unsuspecting women.
The arrests prompted him to start fashioning makeshift telephoto lenses:
When he was banned from the local pool, he made telephoto lenses with cardboard tubes to snap his clandestine photographs from a distance, which is why a wire fence can sometimes be seen in his pictures… He ground lenses out of plastic with toothpaste and ash, putting them together with cardboard toilet paper tubes, dressmaker’s elastic and old camera parts he found.
I will confess, I am at something of a loss in knowing what to think about these photos. They are unquestionably gorgeous works of art. And yet the process of their production has a substantial creep factor. Should that matter? Is it possible to simultaneously condemn the artistic method and celebrate the resulting art?
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Sunday, April 21st, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Dr. Faustus has a theory: if you’re pretty enough, you don’t need a space suit. And here’s another example that would seem to support his theory:
I don’t have a solid source on this photo, but the impression I have of it based on the web company it keeps is that we’re looking at an amateur theatrical production at a nudist camp, probably as documented in a nudist magazine of the sort that used to be plentiful back when they were legal to publish in places where undisguised porn was not.
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Thursday, April 18th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Dude thought it would be funny to jog on down the beach to the nudist camp to “check it out”. Apparently he offended the campers, and now they are chasing him off. His problems are (1) he’s not sure whether he dares let them catch him; and (2) he’s having so much fun looking back over his shoulder, he’s not paying attention to where he’s running, and he’ll surely trip over a piece of driftwood in 3…2…1…
From Kinky Delight.
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Wednesday, May 16th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Another auction photo, and isn’t it just beautiful? Bloomsbury calls it “Nude With Nun” but that doesn’t even begin to capture it:
Friday, November 11th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
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Wednesday, July 20th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Fuck Yeah Karl Elvis has been accumulating pictures of pretty girls in bathrooms, lately:
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Wednesday, April 20th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
“Are you hungry? Let me introduce you to the kitchen staff. It’s important that you understand throughout your stay, whatever you need, they will be happy to provide…”
Who says you can’t get good help these days? Balderdash!
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Friday, February 4th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
He’s checking his meat, and so, I think, is she:
Found here.
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Friday, November 5th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
I’m liking Roger Ebert the blogger way more than I ever liked Roger Ebert the TV movie reviewer. Apparently after last week’s blog about Playboy (which I mentioned here), he got a lot of flak because he (horrors!) included a Playmate photo in the blog post and didn’t include a NSFW warning for timorous puritans.
Well, his most recent blog post begins as a spirited defense of his posting the photo without an NSFW warning:
As a writer, it would have offended me to preface my article with a NSFW warning. It was unsightly — a typographical offense. It would contradict the point I was making. But others wrote me about strict rules at their companies. They faced discipline or dismissal. Co-workers seeing an offensive picture on their monitor might complain of sexual harassment, and so on. But what about the context of the photo? I wondered. Context didn’t matter. A nude was a nude. The assumption was that some people might be offended by all nudes.
I heard what they were saying. I went in and resized the photo, reducing it by 2/3, so that it was postage-stamp 100 pixel size (above) and no passer-by was likely to notice it. This created a stylistic abomination on the page, but no matter. I had acted prudently. Then I realized: I’d still left it possible for the photo to be enlarged by clicking! An unsuspecting reader might suddenly find Miss June 1975 regarding him from his entire monitor! I jumped in again and disabled that command.
This left me feeling more responsible, but less idealistic. I knew there might be people offended by the sight of a Playmate. I disagreed with them. I understood that there were places where a nude photo was inappropriate, and indeed agree that porn has no place in the workplace. But I didn’t consider the photograph pornographic.
He goes on to contrast our puritanical American attitudes about nudity with more relaxed standards prevailing in Europe, and to make a favorable comparison of the artistic merits of the photo with various bits of classical fine art that would have raised no eyebrows. The only weirdness about the piece is, after essentially defending the photo and his publication of it without a warning tag, and gently ridiculing at length the poke-noses who complained, he wraps the whole article up with two unexplained sentences in which he apologizes and says he won’t do it again:
In the future I will avoid NSFW content in general, and label it when appropriate. What a long way around I’ve taken to say I apologize.
What a long way indeed, Roger — and nothing in your blog post prepared us for that jarring and inconsistent conclusion to an otherwise fine if somewhat rambling blog. Is that something the Chicago Sun-Times told you they wanted to hear you say?
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Sunday, October 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
This is fun — at least fifty naked guys jumping in a very small swimming hole with a lot of enthusiasm. I can only guess that this is a WWII-vintage scene; I could see these guys being military, bored, smelly, and really happy to see a place to splash in.
Anyway, it’s much more fun in the 1000-pixel version at Kinky Delight.
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Wednesday, July 21st, 2010 -- by Bacchus
I told you there would be more of these:
Wednesday, July 14th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
I’ve been finding a lot of old photos lately of pretty nudes and fancy boats. This might turn out to be the first in a series:
Thursday, February 4th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
I’m not sure what’s going on in this picture at Kinky Delight, but there’s certainly no doubt it’s kinky:
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Monday, December 28th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Who needs fabric, when body paint will do?
More here.
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Thursday, October 29th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
When I saw this artwork by Franz von Stuck, of course I was sharply reminded of the recent post Faustus wrote about ladies and snakes:
Saturday, April 25th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This image of the Three Graces is from a 1500s-era bridal chest, and is a detail from a painting found here:
Supposedly the nudes represent beauty, mirth, and creativity; if so, all I can figure is that Mirth is the one with her back to us. That, or the painter in question couldn’t paint an ounce of affect or expression with a gallon of paint, because nobody in the painting has anything resembling an upbeat facial expression. I find this odd in a painting that’s supposed to be in celebration of marriage, as per the caption:
Anonymous painter called Pseudo Granacci, Triumph of Venus, c. 1500, Walters Art Museum, Baltimore. Venus, the goddess of love, here champions good marital conduct. She has captured naughty Cupid and restrains him with her belt. Venus also prepares the way for the Three Graces–representing beauty, mirth, and creativity–shown nude at right. The frequent depiction of restraint, mature guidance, and good feminine behavior was a response to the age disparity common in Renaissance marriages. Thirty-year-old grooms entered into quasi-parental relationships with teen brides whose capacity for virtue was considered dubious.
I’ll betcha those teen brides could smile better than that, though.
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