I recently had a conversation to a friend about porn. They disliked me drawing it as they seemed to dislike the idea of imagining what I do with said art. I said something to him that made me think long and hard about what it is that I do. I felt like sharing it, if not just for me to look back at it again and learn something more about myself. Perhaps you'll agree with me, or maybe you'll think I'm crazy. Feel free to comment your thoughts!


I love porn, not for sexual gratification but there's just something about the human form when naked that when drawn has this beauty to it. Poses you never see drawn in safe work, capturing emotions you don't see in safe art, intimacy never seen in safe art. There's porn and then there's ART

I have, on numerous occasions, stared at porn for hours without getting aroused, just studying the form, the art, the emotions. From the primal form of lust to the nervous beginner hoping to please their partner but being scared they aren't good enough. It all captures a moment in life nobody likes to talk about unless it's gloating. Sex is rarely shown in galleries or in educational means unless it's purely to show reproduction.

There is such beauty in what is completely normal and natural but we shun out of it being taboo in modern society. Maybe that's why it's alluring, nobody is allowed to show they like it without fear of people shunning them or calling them weird. I embrace that and seen beyond simple horniness.