Alright, let’s talk about this “art of rough sex,” or whatever them fancy folks call it. I ain’t no scholar, mind you, just an old woman who’s seen a thing or two. But I reckon even I can wrap my head around this stuff.
Now, they say art is all about showin’ things, makin’ you feel somethin’. And sex, well, that’s about feelin’ somethin’ too, ain’t it? So, I guess when you put the two together, you get pictures and whatnot of folks gettin’ down and dirty. Some of it’s pretty, some of it’s…well, let’s just say it ain’t for the faint of heart.
They been doin’ this for ages, you know. Way back when, them Romans and Indians and all them other ancient folks, they was drawin’ and carvin’ all sorts of naked people doin’ all sorts of things. Guess folks always been interested in that kinda stuff. Can’t say I blame ’em. Life’s too short to be shy, I always say.
- Some folks like it gentle, some folks like it rough.
- That’s just how it is, and ain’t nothin’ wrong with either way, long as everyone’s willin’.
This “erotic art,” they call it. It’s like…lookin’ at somethin’ private, somethin’ you ain’t supposed to see. But there it is, right out in the open. Makes you feel a bit…tingly, don’t it? Like you peekin’ through a keyhole or somethin’.
And it ain’t just about showin’ the body, you see. It’s about showin’ the *feelin’*. The passion, the…well, the lust, I guess you could say. It’s about makin’ you *feel* that lust, even if you just lookin’ at a picture. That’s the real trick, I reckon.
Now, some of this art, it’s pretty as a picture. Flowers and soft light and folks lookin’ all dreamy-eyed. That’s nice and all, but then you got the other kind. The kind where things get a bit…wild. The kind where you see the sweat and the muscles and the…well, you get the idea. That’s what they call “rough,” I guess.
It ain’t for everyone, that’s for sure. Some folks, they get all scandalized by it. They say it’s dirty, that it ain’t proper. But I say, who are they to judge? If folks wanna draw it, and other folks wanna look at it, what’s the harm? We all just tryin’ to figure out this life thing, one way or another.
And it ain’t just about drawin’s and paintin’s, you know. They got statues and photographs and all sorts of things now. They even got them little movies you can watch on your phone. Lord have mercy, the things they come up with these days. Makes an old woman blush, sometimes. But it’s interestin’, gotta give ’em that.
But even with all this newfangled stuff, it’s still the same thing at heart, ain’t it? It’s about showin’ the human body, showin’ the human connection. And sometimes, that connection ain’t all soft and gentle. Sometimes it’s messy, it’s raw, it’s…well, it’s rough. And that’s okay. That’s life, ain’t it?
Now, I ain’t sayin’ I understand it all. All them fancy words and ideas, they go right over my head sometimes. But I understand the basic idea, I think. It’s about showin’ the truth, even if that truth ain’t always pretty. And sometimes, the truth is a little bit rough around the edges. And that’s alright by me.
So, next time you see one of them “erotic art” pictures, don’t just turn away and blush. Take a look. Think about it. What’s it tryin’ to say? What’s it tryin’ to make you feel? You might be surprised what you learn. About the art, and about yourself. And heck, you might even get a little bit…tingly.
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