If the female body is in itself pornographic, we’re really screwed. This false concept is so irritating to me and the mind-set of the people behind it. Art is an object, it becomes something deeper and bigger through the beholder. You invest in it. You are looking at it. It is your associations and projections that individualise a piece for you. You superimpose it with your narrative. That’s how art works, predominantly. You look at it and think, imagine, drift off. It is your brain. If you see a nude of a woman and think “porn”, that’s on you. You contextualise her. Sexualise her. And then you are the one demonising her for your take on her, your mind-set? The naked body is a naked body, pure and simple. Take some responsibility for your own thoughts.
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Author of "Within Paravent Walls". Pentalingual Idealist. Hypercreative homebody. Self-exorcising Poetess. Creator of "Croque-Melpomene" & "Les Femmes de la Décadence". I hold a Master of Arts Degree in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Dissertation: The Decadent in Love with his Psychopomp: Thomas Mann's 'Death in Venice' and Adrian Lyne's 'Lolita') and a Master of Letters by Research in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Thesis: Romanticising Decadence and Aestheticising Death: Women as Projection Bodies and Mimetic Identities in Zola’s 'Thérèse Raquin', Schnitzler’s 'Dream Story', Süskind’s 'Perfume: The Story of a Murderer' and Eugenides’ 'The Virgin Suicides'). View all posts by Croque-Melpomene