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Press Release-March 19-The Erotic Literary Salon-Live/Adult Sex-Ed, Peephole at the Philadelphia Museum of Art

Philadelphia’s Erotic Literary Salon / Adult Sex-/Ed -Live-Tuesday, March 19.

Wooden doors, solid except for two peepholes, block off “Étant Donnés.” CreditSteve Legato for The New York Times – see article below. This photo was taken at the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Door with peephole and art behind it are still at the museum, along with other works by Marcel Duchamp.

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PCSalons@gmail.com– contact: Susana Mayer, Ph.D., Salonnière,

www.theEroticliterarysalon.com– guidelines for reading.

www.theEroticliterarysalon.com– blog: events, Salon notices, erotica, and guidelines.

 

The Erotic Literary Salon will be held Tuesday, March 19. The evening will start with the Adult Sex-Ed Salon a one-hour program devoted to sex and sexuality. The audience will have the opportunity to pose any questions regarding sex and sexuality anonymously.Sexologist Susana Mayer, PhD, along with co-host Walter will facilitate the Adult Sex-Ed Salon and attendees interested in sharing their knowledge and experiences will join in the discussion. This is always an extremely lively, audience driven Q & A period.

 

PHILADELPHIA: Since 2008, The Erotic Literary Salon, unique in the English-speaking world has launched a growing movement mainstreaming erotica. Salons attract a supportive audience of 60 or more individuals. Approximately 10-15 attendees participate as writers, readers, storytellers, spoken-word performers of original works. The audience has the opportunity to participate sometimes reading sexuality quotes from various books or they can just listen, enjoy and applaud. The attendees also have the opportunity to create caption for erotic cartoon specifically designed for the Salon. Sign-up to read at the door; guidelines can be found at the Salon’s website.

 

Salons gather the 3rd Tuesday of every month at TIME (The Bohemian Absinthe Lounge), 1315 Sansom Street, Center City, Philadelphia. Doors open at 6:30 p.m., for cocktails, food and conversation. Adult Sex-Ed between7:00-8:00, readings begin at approximately8:30. Admission is $12, discounted for students and seniors to $10. Salon attendees must be 21.

 

Creator of this event, Dr. Susana, is Philadelphia’s best-known sexologist. She lends her voice to the Salon by offering relevant information to support the discussions that arise in the Salon and blog.

 

…surprisingly comfortable….Salon devotees praise her for the space she has created….”

“I think Susana is doing a very brave thing.”

Philadelphia Inquirer, February 10, 2010

 

“There are laughter and tears along with the hot rush of blood – to the face.”

Daily News, March 15, 2010

 

“I never knew such a life of honesty could exist. I finally found a home I can be comfortable in…this event changed my life.”

First-time attendee and reader 2013

 

“First time attending but I really enjoyed myself, great crowd, love the transparency and openness. Looking forward to next month with great anticipation.”

First-time attendee 2018

 

Landscape of Eros, Through the Peephole

Wooden doors, solid except for two peepholes, block off “Étant Donnés.” Steve Legato for The New York Times

PHILADELPHIA — “Marcel, Marcel, I love you like Hell, Marcel.” So ran a mash note written to Marcel Duchamp in 1923 by the Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven, one of the scores of women, and many men, for whom Duchamp was a personal fixation, erotic, aesthetic or otherwise.

For many contemporary art lovers he is a fixation still, the archangel of a once and possibly future avant-garde and a patron saint of postmodernism. And the Philadelphia Museum of Art, rich with relics of his sly, seductively standoffish spirit, is a pilgrimage site.

The 1912 painting “Nude Descending a Staircase,” Duchamp’s first succès de scandale, is here. So is “The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even” (1915-23), also called “The Large Glass,” a see-through mural about mechanized love and erotic frustration. And then there are the “erotic objects,” paperweight-size things molded from the body’s intimate nooks and crevices.

Duchamp’s great monument to eros, though, is the tableau called “Étant Donnés: 1. La Chute d’Eau, 2. Le Gaz d’Éclairage” (“Given: 1. The Waterfall, 2. The Illuminating Gas”). Created in almost complete secrecy between 1946 and 1966, it was his final work, and also his weirdest and most mysterious. And it is the subject of a potent exhibition at the museum called “Marcel Duchamp: Étant Donnés,” which, among other things, finesses the lingering myth that Duchamp ended up abandoning art for a life of chess and cogitation.

In reality, and by his own description, he simply went “underground.” He went on with his very active art-world social life, but told almost no one about the art he was making. He left the completed “Étant Donnés” in his bare-bones Manhattan studio when he died in 1968. The next year it was placed, as he had assumed it would be, on permanent view in the Philadelphia Museum gallery dedicated to the big cache of his work that came to the museum with the Arensberg collection in the 1950s. The gallery has been reinstalled with new material, much of it never before exhibited, to create the present show.

Jasper Johns, a longtime Duchampian, once referred to “Étant Donnés” as “the strangest work of art in any museum.” And strange it is. It occupies a closed-off room in a dead-end area at the back of the main Duchamp gallery. The room can’t be entered. The entrance is blocked by a pair of locked antique wooden doors, solid except for two tiny side-by-side peepholes in their center.

When you look through the holes — only one person at a time can do so, making for a very self-conscious viewing experience — you see a shattered brick wall just beyond the door, and in the distance a painted landscape of hills, autumn-tinged trees and what appears to be an actively flowing waterfall.

In the foreground, just past the shattered wall, the nude body of a woman reclines on a nest of dried branches, her legs spread wide to reveal oddly malformed genitals. Her face is obscured by her blond hair. Her lower legs and right arm are out of the range of vision. Her left arm is raised at the elbow, and in her hand she holds a small, glowing electric lamp.

The sight, at once bucolic and freakish, provoked an uproar when the piece had its public debut 40 years ago. What are we looking at? The aftermath of rape, mutilation and attempted murder? A profane update of Bernini’s “Ecstasy of St. Teresa”? (Duchamp sometimes referred to the figure as “Our Lady of Desires.”)

Either way, it must have struck some feminists as one more addition to art history’s archive of aggression against women. And these viewers would have found small comfort in learning that the piece was conceived as a kind of erotic homage to two specific women in Duchamp’s life.

One was the Brazilian-born sculptor Maria Martins, with whom he had an affair from 1946 to 1951. His art went wild during that time. The “erotic objects” proliferated. He made paintings from semen and collages from body hair. The nude in “Étant Donnés” is largely pieced together from casts of Martins’s voluptuous figure. She was both the object of the work and a collaborator: Duchamp consulted her repeatedly as the work progressed.

The other woman was Duchamp’s second wife, Alexina, known as Teeny, whom he married after the Martins affair, in 1954. It is a cast of her hand that holds the electric lamp in the tableau. She was privy to every step in the progress of the piece as it evolved toward completion.

It is the making of “Étant Donnés,” rather than its enigmatic meaning, that this exhibition focuses on. Michael R. Taylor, curator of modern art at the Philadelphia Museum, essentially gives us a detailed backstage tour of the fabrication process, a tour all the more intriguing for being devoted to an artist who, it is often said, came to disdain all creative tools apart from ideas.

Proof to the contrary is here. Almost every surviving scrap of physical material related to “Étant Donnés” has been gathered, either from the museum’s deep Duchamp archives or from other collections. From 1946, early in the piece’s history, comes a highly polished pencil drawing of Martins’s nude body; later come plaster casts of her limbs and samples of “skin” made from parchment, all evidence of Duchamp’s fascination with craft and the naturalistic effects it could achieve: flesh that was smooth but not slick; skin that looked warm but not too flushed.

The background landscape was a similar blend of artifice and realism. The scene originated in photographs Duchamp took on a vacation in Switzerland. He enlarged the prints, cut them up and rearranged them to eliminate any evidence of buildings. After photographing and printing the altered panorama on cloth, he meticulously colored it with oil paint and chalk. He made the “moving” waterfall from translucent plastic backed by rotating discs powered by a motor housed in a biscuit tin.

The illusion of space and atmosphere seen in the peephole view is remarkable, especially given the out-of-sight construction that produces it, a ramshackle exercise in bad carpentry and precarious wiring, with pieces of drapery held in place by clothespins. It’s all documented in a series of Polaroids Duchamp took of the nearly finished piece in 1965, when he learned that the lease on his longtime studio in Manhattan wasn’t being renewed and that he had to move everything to a different space.

The Polaroids, being exhibited publicly for the first time, left me a little breathless. They are documents, not of a fabled retirement, not of cerebral dandyism, but of effort, effort, effort, and the strain and anxiety Duchamp was under as he began to form, through photographs, the rudiments of an instruction manual for dismantling and reassembling the flimsy product of nearly 20 years’ work.

The same dynamic of effort animates Mr. Taylor’s exceptional catalog, which weighs a scholarly ton but is as absorbing to read as a whodunit. I wolfed it down, transfixed, in a night and a day.

It covers not only, step by step, the two decades of the tableau’s creation, but also the minutiae of its delicate transfer to Philadelphia, an operation overseen by a young curator named Anne d’Harnoncourt, who a few years later would help to organize the museum’s great Duchamp retrospective and would then serve as the institution’s much-admired director from 1982 until her sudden death last year.

Both the book and the exhibition are dedicated to her. And both include something she would have liked: work by contemporary artists for whom Duchamp, and “Étant Donnés” in particular, has been an inspiration. Robert Gober and Marcel Dzama are among those covered in the catalog. Ray Johnson is in the show, with some snappy mail-art drawings that filter Duchamp’s piece through a homoerotic lens — quite plausibly, given Duchamp’s efforts to scramble conventional gender categories in his work.

And there is a film by a contemporary female artist, Hannah Wilke (1940-93), who went to art school in Philadelphia, saw “Étant Donnés ” soon after its installation and remembered finding it “repulsive.” She later did a performance about it in which she assumed the place of the prone figure. And in a 1976 film made in the museum’s Duchamp gallery, she engaged with “The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even,” his other grand erotic masterwork.

Dressed in a high-fashion white tailored suit and fedora, she does a slow striptease in front of the piece, or rather behind it, as the camera shoots her performance through the glass and through Duchamp’s painted phallic and vaginal forms frozen in unconsummated union.

Wilke, who was a great beauty, preens, shifts, undoes a button, tips her hat, shifts, stares, slowly pulls at a zipper. The Bride and the Bachelors can never complete their erotic task, but she can. In her performance she was the cool but active counterpart to the woman in “Étant Donnés,” just as exposed but in control of the exposure.

Duchamp, the transcendent pornographer, would have understood all these contradictions. I suspect he saw himself both as the distanced creator of his final work and as the passively light-bearing figure lying within it. And surely he would have agreed with Wilke’s tough-love words: “To honor Duchamp is to oppose him.” Because he opposed himself — or the mythical self he invented — by slaving away at material forms of art that he had declared beneath contempt. His dispassionate passion is what continues to make him magnetic. Tough self-love, perverse and seductive, is what “Étant Donnés” is about.

Correction: September 1, 2009
Schedule information on Friday with an art review of “Marcel Duchamp: Étant Donnés,” at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, misstated the museum’s telephone number. It is (215) 763-8100.

 

Germany’s Triple-X Xmas MarketGermany’s Triple-X Xmas MarketGermany’s Triple-X Xmas Market, Erotic Christmas & New Years Stories to Read & Share Your Own

Site where you can read amateur stories and submit your own.

http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/xmas/

 

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https://www.etsy.com/shop/nudesandshoes – Lovely site filled with erotic art for sale. Good pricing.

 

Germany’s Triple-X Xmas Market

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HAMBURG — Christmas markets are one of the seasonal joys of Germany.

 

From late November to Dec. 23, civic squares across the country suddenly sprout bustling fairytale villages of crafters and vendors in kitschy wooden huts, sparkling outdoor cafes and wine bars, grills of bratwurst sizzling over open fires and, of course, convivial crowds of shoppers, drinkers, eaters and gawkers.

 

But the Christmas market in the St. Pauli neighbourhood of Hamburg comes with a unique, sometimes startling sizzle that has nothing to do with bratwurst.

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St. Pauli, you see, is home to Hamburg’s once-notorious (now consumer-friendly) Reeperbahn red light district. And the local Christmas market reflects the port district’s native customs and practices in all their gaudy, salacious glory.

 

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Instead of manger scenes and salad bowls, the wooden crafts on sale tend to be hand-carved dildos. The designer chocolates are usually in the shape of various parts of the human anatomy. And the elves are likely to be exotic dancers wearing tassle-tipped pasties (for modesty’s sake, if not thermal sense) as they go about Santa’s business.

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Exotic dancer Eve Champagne and drag queen Olivia Jones — the 6-foot-2 unofficial mayor of the Reeperbahn — pose during the 2011 Santa Pauli Christmas MarketHere’s a short video clip on last year’s market from YouTube.

The combined craft fair/winter carnival/erotic supermarket is called Santa Pauli Christmas Market and it covers two blocks of open space in the middle of the Reeperbahn, sandwiched between the street that gives the area its name and the battalion of parka-clad (and legally sanctioned) prostitutes lining the sidewalk near the local police station.

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A Salvation Army youth group carries a wooden cross past street prostitutes in Hamburg’s Reeperbahn red light district where the X-rated Santa Pauli Christmas Market is held every December.

The Santa Pauli Christmas Market is not for the faint of heart, but it’s also decidedly tame compared to some of the more extreme entertainment options — from S&M clubs to bustling bordellos — offered just down the street behind closed doors.

 

There is a striptease tent set up at one end of the Christmas village, but its occupants are members of what’s dubbed an “American-style” burlesque troupe that specializes in the naughty-but-nice titillations of classic 1950s bump-and-grind routines. (Santa would be so pleased.)

 

A more ribald entertainment tent is the nearby “porno karaoke” where boisterous patrons are invited to supply running dialogue and commentary on porn movies (with the sound turned off) as they throw back glasses of glühwein (hot mulled wine — a ghastly German winter tradition) and schnapps.

 

At the other end of the market is an open-air stage where bands and cabaret acts perform nightly as bundled-up visitors crowd the outdoor bars and make themselves comfortable on all-weather sofas under heat-spewing gas torches.

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In between, the dozens of booths selling crafts, candies, novelties and other sexual (sorry, “erotic”) merchandise are relatively innocuous — certainly no more flagrant than the window displays in the sex shops lining the Reeperbahn. Even the local pro soccer team, FC St. Pauli, has a booth in the market selling fan gear.

 

Chief organizer Jochen Bohnsack, who started the Santa Pauli Christmas Market in 2006, makes a point of keeping it that way — naughty but not nasty. He even keeps out the big sex-supermarket chains (a thriving industry in Germany) so the small entrepreneur is showcased. And he also gently steers away any oblivious crafts people who don’t understand that the Santa Pauli market isn’t like most other family-oriented Christmas markets.

 

One very popular vendor hut is the WaldMichlsHoldi display selling wooden dildos handcrafted by a multi-generational family business. With more than 70 different shapes and sizes (and a variety of colours), there’s a WaldMichlsHoldi to suit every taste and inclination, patriarch Elmar Thüry says — and he says the spruce gooses finished in a non-toxic, environmentally friendly varnish are guaranteed not to splinter.

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As I said, not for the faint of heart. And not particularly Christmas-y either — except for the cutaway Santa costumes and jingle-bell pasties worn by the strippers.

 

But when in Rome, do as the Romans do. And when on the Reeperbahn in December, go to the Santa Pauli Christmas Market.

 

 

Shunga – British Museum’s Japanese Erotic Art Show – 16 +

I enjoy viewing and collecting erotic art. Shunga is one of my favorite styles of art. If I could only find my way to England this Fall. I qualify, over 16.

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British Museum’s Japanese erotic art show only for over 16s

Erotic paintings will go on show at The British Museum this autumn as part of an exhibition about Japanese sex – but access is restricted to over-16s.

By Alice Vincent, Entertainment writer, online

7:00AM BST 26 Jun 2013

Excerpt:

The British Museum will open an exhibition of sex in Japan later this year, which will include explicit paintings and illustrations.

Announcing the exhibition during the museum’s annual review, museum director Neil MacGregor said: “sex in Japan is on one level like sex everywhere but on another very different”.

The show will focus on shunga, Japanese art which focus on sex, and why it was produced. Shunga, or spring pictures, originated in Ancient China and were produced in Japan between the 16th and 19th centuries. They sought to depict the sometimes idealised sexual relations between ordinary people.

Mr MacGregor said that shunga “has its own tradition” in Japanese art.

One of the exhibits on display will be an 18th century screen which depicts a “finishing school for tarts”, which Mr MacGregor said shows “all the skills that the successful tart has to address”.

Read more: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/museums/10141910/British-Museums-Japanese-erotic-art-show-only-for-over-16s.html