So much, so true. The erotic still drives so much thought, writing, listening, watching...just being. And I'm more comfortable with it in my 70s than I was in my teens, 20s, 30s...The erotic life is much more lived in.
So many thoughts reading this. One: how much of this passion do people have in their lives, how much wonder and inspiration? I've had first love, I've had creative days, and moments of wonder at this or that, but it's not a major part of my life. FOMO? How much passion is one supposed to have? I guess, at least, appreciate and notice when it is happening.
Two: "get over yourselves". LOL. Seriously. Just watched a Northern Exposure episode, the aurora one, where the stodgy millionaire is found out as having a shoe fetish, and lashes out at the town's two homosexuals. He's afraid of how things, society, can stay out of chaos if "anything is allowed". As if fantasies, sex, and eroticism are riots and lawlessness. Get over yourself. There's real dangerous lawlessness going on that damages society.
Three: It's funny how, teens and even 20s, the numbers of sex seemed so important: such a measure of growing up, of accomplishment. What score on the Purity Test? How many people? (and what counts?) And, almost the funniest, how many positions have you tried? Looking back from 40s and 50s, I can't think of anything less important, in my memories, than positions. If it's not on camera, it just has to be comfortable enough not to interfere with the fun. Now, locations? Some of the unusual ones are the source of fond memories, even if I have no desire to, literally, go there again.
I know! There was a DVD box set shortly after it aired, niftily packed with an orange jacket around it. After that... I don't understand music & money. Apparently, if you use music in a show, get permission, pay for it... that's not the end of it. You're still beholden to the companies to get both permission, and pay them again (on an ongoing basis maybe?) if you make the show available in another way (like streaming). I think that complicated system is because of history, but it sure seems strange, and it's not the first time a show has been delayed, or not released, because of music.
Three books by my favorite art historian Alyce Mahon are apropos to this topic: Surrealism and the Politics of Eros, Eroticism and Art, and The Marquis de Sade and the Avant-Garde. On Sade the surrealist Annie LeBrun has Sade A Sudden Abyss (one of only two books by her in English; she coined the term vagitprop.) The cinematic equivalent of Bataille's Eroticism is In the Realm of the Senses (1976) the first art porn movie (the Japanese title is Ai No Korrida which translates as The Bullring of Love, and it's based on a true story. Men have been known to faint at the films final scene.)
So much, so true. The erotic still drives so much thought, writing, listening, watching...just being. And I'm more comfortable with it in my 70s than I was in my teens, 20s, 30s...The erotic life is much more lived in.
So many thoughts reading this. One: how much of this passion do people have in their lives, how much wonder and inspiration? I've had first love, I've had creative days, and moments of wonder at this or that, but it's not a major part of my life. FOMO? How much passion is one supposed to have? I guess, at least, appreciate and notice when it is happening.
Two: "get over yourselves". LOL. Seriously. Just watched a Northern Exposure episode, the aurora one, where the stodgy millionaire is found out as having a shoe fetish, and lashes out at the town's two homosexuals. He's afraid of how things, society, can stay out of chaos if "anything is allowed". As if fantasies, sex, and eroticism are riots and lawlessness. Get over yourself. There's real dangerous lawlessness going on that damages society.
Three: It's funny how, teens and even 20s, the numbers of sex seemed so important: such a measure of growing up, of accomplishment. What score on the Purity Test? How many people? (and what counts?) And, almost the funniest, how many positions have you tried? Looking back from 40s and 50s, I can't think of anything less important, in my memories, than positions. If it's not on camera, it just has to be comfortable enough not to interfere with the fun. Now, locations? Some of the unusual ones are the source of fond memories, even if I have no desire to, literally, go there again.
I think your “smell the roses” consideration is the secret garden.
Now I have to track down that Nothern Exposure episode!
"Northern Lights" S04 E18. People are having someone else's dreams.
I dearly love that show. Though, it seems Shelly is pregnant a _long_ time.
Love that show too! It took forever for it to come out on video
I know! There was a DVD box set shortly after it aired, niftily packed with an orange jacket around it. After that... I don't understand music & money. Apparently, if you use music in a show, get permission, pay for it... that's not the end of it. You're still beholden to the companies to get both permission, and pay them again (on an ongoing basis maybe?) if you make the show available in another way (like streaming). I think that complicated system is because of history, but it sure seems strange, and it's not the first time a show has been delayed, or not released, because of music.
Three books by my favorite art historian Alyce Mahon are apropos to this topic: Surrealism and the Politics of Eros, Eroticism and Art, and The Marquis de Sade and the Avant-Garde. On Sade the surrealist Annie LeBrun has Sade A Sudden Abyss (one of only two books by her in English; she coined the term vagitprop.) The cinematic equivalent of Bataille's Eroticism is In the Realm of the Senses (1976) the first art porn movie (the Japanese title is Ai No Korrida which translates as The Bullring of Love, and it's based on a true story. Men have been known to faint at the films final scene.)
The next sci-fi smash hit simply must be based upon a cult devoted to worshipping some female leader’s clitoris!
Well, get on it!