Sharing ‘me’ is a subject that I assume other people have had to consider in relation to having photographs of themselves placed on the Internet for enthusiasts to view.
There are two different types of sites, of course. Some sites are professionally managed and therefore, I assume, there is some financial reward for sharing ‘me’.
However, the amateur postings are a different matter. At some point, as I said in my previous post, somebody (hopefully) has to make the proactive decision to have their sexuality uploaded for all to see.
This is an era of swift multi-media where you can pose for photos in one instance and they are uploaded a matter of minutes later, if you so desire. The decision between posing and being viewed is minimal. There is potentially no time for a change of heart, although one would assume it can be removed from the website just as quickly.
But of course, in years gone by, the time between the modelling and the final product was, by comparison, huge.
I wonder whether some of those models had second thoughts, by which time it was moreorless impossible to change their mind, dependant upon the relationship with the artist.
I also assume that there were models who posed for payment and models who posed for the delights and enjoyment of expressing their sexuality, just as is the case now.
This also made me think.
There is the saying that prostitution is the oldest profession in the world. By implication, if buying sex is seen as something that happened in times of our ancestors, then surely there must have been some interest in sex.
Duh! What a silly comment! Don’t worry, I am going somewhere with this.
There have been great pieces of art over the centuries; many depicting women in various states of undress, for it is obvious that throughout the ages, the idea that the female form is aesthetically pleasing and potentially sexually arousing is not entirely new! Artists have always loved to capture the vitality and beauty of women. They have done so with such aplomb and there is something incredibly wonderful to see the various trends of the time through the shape and acceptability of the naked women depicted.
And of course the women that are in these masterpieces are, in the main, real women. The artists view and wonder and possibly fantasise over their muses. Alternatively, as is highly likely, the artists were fucking them senseless in between their sittings.
The point to all of these ramblings is that sex isn’t new, modelling isn’t new. In fact, it is highly likely that should these women have lived in a time of internet and porn sites they would probably be posted up there too. That is not to belittle the majesty of some incredible paintings to the negative undertones associated with pornography, and it also brings to the forefront that long-running debate between what is classified as porn and what is deemed to be erotic art.
And yet, here we are, centuries later in some cases and although the technology and the range of media for recording the brilliance of female sexuality has moved on, I’m not convinced that the general acknowledgement of female sexuality has in quite the same way.
Centuries have passed and it is still seen as abnormal or possibly deviant to pose for sexual pictures or photographs. Nude modelling in art classes around the world takes place but it is still seen by many as a little bit naughty and titillating rather than being taken for what it is – a study of the human form and appreciation of it.
We haven’t really moved on. Women’s pussies have been shown in some of the greatest or most respected pieces of art in the world. Certainly, their tits have been prominent and precious to all who view but we are no nearer to embracing the idea that women are just as sexual as men. They have needs and desires and they love a decent fuck as much as the next human being!
And yet, there is a wealth of evidence by the very fact that there were women who were willing to share ‘me’ that this has been the case for centuries before this one.
Why, therefore, are we still in a situation where a man enjoying his sexuality is deemed to be normal behaviour whereas a woman enjoying hers is seen as flaunting, flirtatious, frivolous and slut-like?
I know I am being a little generalistic here because we have moved on to some extent but it is at a snail pace.
I like to think that the women who I can see in these pieces of art were in some ways the forerunner to Zenpuss. In their own way, they were trying to bring enlightenment to the masses (or more likely, the minority and elite) about female sexuality. By placing themselves in a position where their private and most intimate parts were being drawn for posterity, they were acknowledging the beauty of the female form and, I like to think, showing the world that it is okay to be sexual.
Returning to the actual timing of the modelling, I find it very difficult to believe that the women who lay for these artists were not sexually aroused by being captured through the eyes of a creative and possibly thoughtful man.
When you see the overt and raw sexuality of some of these paintings, you cannot believe that there was not some form of sexual activity taking place in the sessions. I know the artists are good but surely the subject matter has to be ‘felt’ in its formation. I don’t mean physically felt although I would hope this also happened. I am talking about the feelings of the artist and the model. It is that which I hope is captured when I look at a piece of erotic art.
For me, the end product in the form of a photograph or clip of film is deeply stimulating. I love to see our joint sexuality there in front of me; the model and the artist combining for a damn, good fuck that is captured in the images of our intense moments of sexual arousal. Stiff cocks, dribbling with lubricants are bloody horny things to see, but it is all the more pleasurable in knowing that the cock is dribbling and the helmet is throbbing because of the sexual relationship between the photographer (me) and the model (him). Red and stimulated pussies, clad in sexy thongs that are riding into arse and cunt, with patches of moisture on the bedclothes are a far from gentle reminder that there is something very sexual and climatic going on here. The model is aroused. The artist captures that arousal. The sexual frisson is apparent in the final artistic product.
When I look at pictures such as ones that my lover has brought to my attention, I can see the sexuality in the physical image in front of me. The arousal on my part comes through being able to view this incredible piece of work but it is the idea that behind this image there is a story, possibly of passion, of lust or even of love, whereby the artist has only been able to capture the very essence of the woman’s sexuality because he has had the pleasure of sexual penetration with the cunt that he is so carefully replicating.
To me, that is quite a significant part of the erotica, and I like the idea that these women made a conscientious decision to share ‘me’ with the world.
Finally, I want to talk about the voyeur, the viewer.
I like to think that the artists and models, whether they be the former glories of masterpieces such as The Origin of the World or an amateur poser on a porn site, have actually been aroused knowing that they are going to be on show to the world. I like to think that they at least consider the sexuality and stimulation of the viewer.
For me, there is an intense pleasure in knowing that my lover can be aroused by such paintings. I simply adore the idea that he could stand in front of a picture in a famous museum, simply staring at the utter openness of a woman’s sexuality. I like the fact that such beauty could possibly make him have an erection, whereby he needs to take a break from viewing to just place his hands around his cock and gently soothe his sexual desires.
And I like to think that he is not the only man to want to do this on viewing such beauty. And I like to think that it is not only a man who can be aroused and express their arousal at such pictures.
Come to think of it, there really should be a place where people could view such drawings and be able to withdraw for a quick wank if they so desire.
Another sideline for Zenpuss has sprung to mind – Erotic Art Private Viewings where men are handed a hankie and women a vibrator so that they can get off in darkened rooms after visiting arousing imagery.
Erotic art for the model, the artist and the people who view this is full of decisions. It has been around for hundreds of years as has the sexuality it depicts.
I think it is therefore about time that we give these women the recognition that they deserve as the fore-mothers of sexual expression and applaud them for making that decision to share themselves with the sexually awakening world.
PS- footnote, see link I found when looking through some sites for this piece. http://www.britishmuseumoferoticart.com/
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