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Erotic Art, That’s What’s Sexy This Week

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Erotic art, that’s what sexy this week.

We all know I love art of multiple kinds, but one particular genre of the sexuality kind I truly love, is the erotic. I find it compelling, inviting, thought provoking, and downright sexy. To be inspired by erotic art is the very least I can write, because its a combination of all these elements that help to put a smile on a person’s, and their mind!

Artist’s depictions of erotism have been created for centuries, not just in nude human form, but in some of the unlikeliest. Items found in daily life, the sexy-this-week-erotic-art-melon-lovehome, the streets, renditions dreamt up in the minds of the ingenious. Inventive depictions using fruits and vegetables, found in architecture, items from the beach, or the clouds in the sky.

I think you get the point from my over zealous examples, but this is exactly what erotic art does for me, it stimulates me.

I definitely know I’m not the only one stimulated by erotic art, because if the line up down the street was any indication at this years Boobies and Wieners Erotic Art Show, then stimulation and titillation was what the throngs were in line for. If you’ve never been, then I suggest you keep an eye out for next year’s show. You’ll love the art, and the energy of the folks at the show. Giggling, chatting, sipping on a cocktail or two and possibly buying a piece of art to hang on a wall at home. The art is beautiful, erotic, sexy, and well worth the incentive.

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Erotic art isn’t for everyone, and I’m not quite sure why. I prefer to believe its the uncomfortable embarrassment and nothing else, proving my point about stimulation. I remember a school trip to Kleinburg Ontario, the home of the McMichael Art Collection dedicated to the Group of Seven. During this visit an exhibition of nudes from the masters of old were on display, but our classes were not allowed to see them. A decision made by one of our teachers, a rather outspoken religious woman, a decision that didn’t stop me. I snuck away from the group, eager to feast my eyes upon the lusty canvasses denied my eyes, and see what all the fuss was about.

Rounding the corner on the second floor of the gallery while my classmates were bombarded with boredom from the Group of Seven, I was stopped dead in my tracks. A woman in full recline on a red velvet chaise with creme coloured fabrics draping her shoulders, across her torso, trailing down to her feet and across. It was beautiful, the colours, the richness, the decadence, and the casual repose. This is what we were not allowed to see?

Lasting impressions, an imprint I am grateful for because I was caught not to long after for “straying” from the group.

Again, art is truly in the eye of the beholder, I just happen to like mine vivid, beautiful, sexy, and above all erotic. I like stimulation, don’t you?sexy-this-week-erotic-art-canova-nude-recline-pauline-bonaparte