99 times out of 100, erotic art is an oxymoron — the kind of thing done by amateurs (like me) who think that by grayscaling a pic and rotating it 15 degrees, they’ve turned a lurid, poorly lid snapshot into something suitable for framing. Not that erotic art doesn’t exist — it does — but it requires a certain je ne sais quoi.
What I find interesting about much “real” erotic art is the artists themselves — namely, their obsession with a particular physical act or body type. Think of all those Vargas girls, one after the other, thin and buxom, in lingerie, innocent and caught unawares. Clearly, Alberto had a pretty specific fantasy repertoire.
And so it is with one of my fave recent Tumblr finds: the London artist who goes simply by the name of “simon” at his website, BRUTE by simon. I’ll warn Mr. Huckabee and anyone else prone to ickiness that the image above is one of the tamer on the site. That’s a plus in my book, but you know: different strokes.
I’ll warn the twink-lovers, too: you’re going to be sorely disappointed. The model for most of simon’s work is a very beefy amalgamation of Bob Hoskins and Ed Asner. Which is also a plus in my book, but I can respect those who prefer Zac Efron over Zach Galifianakis. I don’t understand you, but I respect you.