Sex in Art: Porn or Nah?

I am a very open person. That sounded wrong, but this topic is meant to be risqué and to help all my misunderstood lovers of art and literature.

Allow me to start this off like a debate by defining some of my terms. First and most broad, art. Here I’m talking about anything from the media to canvas to written to music. From here we’re going to talk about sex. Yes. Sex. S-E-X. The thing that really makes babies. But this word in this piece will not be limited to oral, vaginal, or anal. Rather, it will encompass any sexual act or depiction in general. For example, a croquis drawing of two people sharing an intimate moment.

Now, I am a fan of controversy. I like reading, looking, and watching things that push boundaries to deliver meaningful and potent messages. As a striving artist myself, I feed off of these things. But does it mean that I’m “horny” or “into pornographic things” as many of my peers have accused me of? NO.

Following a (kind of?) standard essay format, I will now present my two arguments.

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1. Haruki Murakami

Murakami is my favorite author and has been for a while. I have read three and a third of his books (still working on 1Q84…) And one aspect of his books is that there are quite a few sex scenes. However, a true reader will know why those scenes are often so important to Murakami’s style and even purpose in the books. On the other hand, a reader who does not take time to think about it will just say: “THIS IS AN EROTICA!” No. The sex scene is there to blur reality and highlight the abstraction within the novel. The metaphysical aspect, in fact, is often a core element in the plot of the books. To me it’s the perfect metaphor and juxtaposition for life. It’s something very human and natural, but also something meant to be almost gossamer and dreamlike. We are existing, but parts of our existence do not seem real.

 

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2. “Blue is the Warmest Color”

Moving on. This is not my favorite movie, but I will agree that it is very impactful. “Blue is the Warmest Colour” is simply about a girl finding her sexuality. But one of the most alarming scenes is, of course, the seven minute long sex scene. Seven minutes! Even “Game of Thrones” doesn’t show that much detail in a single sex scene! But people! Is it really that bad? This movie is meant to inform the public about what it’s like being lesbian. It may be a film for the digestion of large society thus calling for some unrealistic elements; however, does it not kind of answer the question: how does lesbian sex work?” Well here you go! On top of that, it’s more meaningful that just sex because it’s about a girl who’s confused and just wants to find herself. Precisely like any adolescent in this world. The scene presented the characters and audience with a bit more insight and also an anticipation for how the rest of her bildungsroman with play out. It’s life. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Our world is becoming more liberal by the generation. I believe my generation (somewhere between Millenial, X,Y, and Z) have and will face the greatest clashes with the past. And the question arises, will those who do not really follow this generational trend choose to adapt or conform with the values of their parents or even grandparents? This is not to say that following either is a good or a bad thing. Your opinions are your opinions.

I merely wish that people would not see things like sex as controversial or ungodly especially in forms of art. It is a mechanism and it is up to the artist on how he or she would like to use it. In turn, it is the viewer’s job to really decipher it.

But I get it. It’s kind of uncomfortable especially when you’re young. So, here are some tips that helped me get over it. Say sex 5 times over. Then say it 10 times over. Just get used to saying it first. Then broaden your perspective by going to art galleries of every era, reading more, knowing your history, watching different kinds of films, just immersing yourself in culture. That’s it. Easy, right?

-a.j.c.

 

Sex in Art: Porn or Nah?

i cannot believe i am writing this…

First of all, for my close to none interested readers, sorry for the long break! I just graduated and have been enjoying my time off. I’ll get back to writing very soon!

Anyways.

I have just left a place of biologically immature teenagers. Leaving high school some of us have come out better and some of came out just…mediocre. Regardless of where they fall on that spectrum, they have people that truly care for them and really don’t. It’s a natural thing and nothing to be so upset over. This is a new chapter in our lives and there is no time to dwell on those things.

Thus as a symbol of a fresh start, I created new Facebook. Wow! So dramatic! O-M-G, I AM SUCH AN INSPIRATION! SUCH A LIFE CHANGING DECISION! A NEW FACEBOOK!

I don’t know why some people make such a fuss about this.  Whether they weren’t friended or not, does it matter? It’s such a shame that I’m writing this when I could be writing my terrible poetry or imageless fiction. But, to be honest, it’s my only muse right now.

So why weren’t you friended, cancelled, or unanswered?

  1. It’s not important. I’m not taking a lot requests right now from anyone unless I’m really close to you or have something with you in the future. Like college. But even those, I’ve  been putting to the side. I want to detach myself a little and focus on the people that matter to me IN PERSON. So, excuse me if I’m too lazy to press “confirm” on Facebook.
  2. The value of privacy. I used to be a Facebook obsessed, attention-seeking teen in my younger days, but not so much anymore. However, I don’t want my Facebook to be a platform where I have mere acquaintances watching and scrutinizing the meaningless things I do. Social media has become very versatile over the years. It can go from a harmless cat video to a battlefield with bombs going off with every little word you type. Personally, I have been through cyberbullying and it’s not fun. So, I have made it goal for me to close off personal accounts to people other than my friends. It’s not that I think I’m a celebrity and think I have paparazzi around me 24/7. I just feel more comfortable this way.
  3. We’re not really friends. Simple. I don’t really like you or don’t really know you. So maybe you can rethink our relationship and come back to me in five years. Some people think it’s good to be friends with everyone and not be exclusive. However, I don’t necessarily see it that way for myself. As I become older, I am noticing how hard it is to maintain friendships. I don’t see a point in calling someone a “friend” if it isn’t valuable to me or the them. That does not mean you have to live up to some kind of standard. Just, I want to at least kind of know you.

I post a lot of random, personal, and teenager-y things on this blog because writing has been an outlet for me and I am a biologically immature teenager. From these posts I hope readers are entertained and may see a new perspective. I don’t want this to be place where I call out names of people because everything I write is anonymous and if it’s about you, you will know. If you have assumptions, go ahead. But you’re probably wrong. Only to those who are THAT familiar with me have I disclosed very specific information to. So, please don’t second guess yourself. Read this blog with fun and comfort or don’t read at all.

This post will be down by (latest) the end of the summer (if I don’t die of cringe).

-a.j.c

 

i cannot believe i am writing this…