Jean-Léon Gérôme was a French born artist, whose better known works demonstrate an ongoing fascination with painting and sculpting Oriental and romanticised Ancient History scenes. Gérôme’s interest in Oriental painting stemmed from an initial visit to Egypt in 1856, and continued throughout his career. In particular the artist had a fascination with the life of the women of the Harem.
Thanks to Julie of @MPBjulie for the ArtTwist#5 prompt by Fragonard – The Swing. Cammies @cammiesonthefloor and Molly from @Mollysdailykiss both contributed fabulous works which interpreted the concept in unique and engaging ways. It was also Molly’s first time playing ArtTwist and I was delighted to see her taking part given how many other things she has going.
I was happy with the studio shots not the least because I could drop my knickers to half mast without worrying about entertaining the neighbourhood…
Post orgasmic relaxation.
I’ve missed a couple of #SoSS posts, and I’ve missed giving feedback to my fellow bloggers who post to my reader or to the meme’s I follow. This was due to a range of factors but I’ve felt bad that I’m not contributing. As someone who has been dealt a few stinging blows to my self esteem and confidence this fortnight “Sting” seems like an appropriate word to hang my post on.
I sat there in my bright red lipstick, my hair in a tight high plait, wearing my indigo “make an effort” clothing, and wondered what the gentle man who served me thought. The eggplant biryani was excellent, the music atmospheric and I had the odd sensation of being in a film…
The re-emergence of my creativity is worth more to me than a million dollars, and that is incredibly magical and sexy.
And finally, I remember damp leaves and fine silty mud slowly coating my hair, back, arse and thighs. And his knees.
Its not erotica, but I believe it is erotic, simply because I think I’ve captured something of the essence of the man (and my joy in being around him). I wanted to share it with you (with, of course, his permission). I haven’t been so inspired to draw in a long time, and although my feelings for him were clearly a catalyst, they have cleared a pathway back to my earlier love of drawing. So expect more, maybe on the blog, maybe on Instagram, Tumblr or Twitter.
“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off…
But in the end, it’s only a passing thing … this shadow. Even darkness must pass.”
Originally posted on Lady Lazarus:
Hello, gentle readers. Back in January of this year, I had the pleasure of being interviewed via email by the Shunga Gallery blog. Below is our conversation: Shunga Gallery: I love…
As always we talked about anything and everything. This has been standard for some time now. There is little I hold back from him, and much I attempt to challenge him on. I make no secret of my attraction and he tells me things about his wild past that make me squirm – often but not always with frustration. I cannot tell if we are engaging in extended foreplay or exquisite denial (or both).