Western Sexual Mysticism

February 20, 2009 at 1:44 am (ramblings)

 I ran across this great article on Western Sexual Mysticism, the subject of which fascinates me more as time goes by.

In a way, the article taps into the core of what I find fascinating. Various forms of mysticism change over time. Interpretations become reinterpreted, and often times, their original intent and meaning becomes lost. The changes happen so slowly, like erosion, and the original meanings are often hard to pinpoint, except through the work of people like Joseph Campbell.

Sexual mysticism, on the other hand, changes like an earthquake,  a quick fracture that often leaves the original meanings intact, and many times can be pinpointed to a specific event, political figure, or era. Even within the Christian faith, which in many cases likes to deny to existence of previous interpretations, changes in sexual mysticism happened quickly. Polyamory, even among priests, was acceptable until 1139, when Pope Innocent II voided multiple partnerships among priests. Augustine’s rise to power within the church brought about much change, bringing with him many bizarre interpretations, who along with some contemporaries, created concepts of God being an unfit creator by not handling issues of procreation in a better way.

 While Augustine and Innocent II were acting according to the times, and certainly not alone, the changes to Christian sexual mysticism were relatively quick, making it easier to trace the original concepts. The previous interpretations are simply left behind, and intact. Being impure, there was no reason to play with those concepts anymore.

In most cultures, the original core elements of sexuality, creativity, music, dance and art are interrelated. The goddess of love and art are often the same, and feminine power is embraced, not diffused.  That’s the fascinating part, finding the early versions of mysticism, and using sexual mysticism as the road back to the origins.

 The fun part now is playing with those concepts, and using modern day technology and resources to reinterpret them.


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Following the market

November 1, 2008 at 9:59 pm (ramblings) (, , , )

I’m posting this here because……I want to. I posted it elsewhere and I really like it.

Everone remembers this commercial. It was only played one time, during a superbowl, but left a great mark on culture.

20 years later, here is what the market research group revealed. Another reason to never create for the market.

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Art & Math

October 31, 2008 at 2:56 pm (ramblings)

One of the consistent themes throughout my work has been that the lines of nature repeat themselves on every scale. A dish soap bottle, made to be ergonomically correct for our hand is the same basic shape as the female figure. Taken to a larger scale, the same shape can be seen repeated in intertwined branches of a tree.

There are reasons that nature repeats the same lines. It is efficient, and works on sizes from large to small.

The other night I was watching PBS, a show about fractal mathematics, and was blown away. The theories I have been playing with can be broken down to a basic mathematical formula.

More to come…….

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Art vs Porn

October 16, 2008 at 8:20 pm (ramblings) (, , )

I love both these images. And I love that they are the same. We accept one, but discard the other as trash, porn, gratuitous, and demeaning to women with no redeeming social value.

And also violence, castration, ….wait that’s Botticelli’s “Birth of Venus”. In the mythology, Kronos (Saturn in Roman mythology) castrated his father, Ouranos (Uranus) because of his violent and cruel behavior, and threw his discarded penis into the ocean.  As the semen exited the penis, it caused a churning of the sea out of which arose Aphrodite. Aphro (meaning sea foam) it most definately  a nuance towards the ejaculate.

One of the beauties of Botticelli’s version is his use of a mondra (sp).  The early Romans believed that the female figure has 46 specific poses (mondras) that men, and women, find alluring.

 Is it a surprise then that we find the image on the left to be alluring? It not only contains the same pose, flowing hair, similar but not exact hand placement, and even a foaming water reference on the background.

The difference to some is context.  But the fact is that we are all born with information stored in our central nervous system that allow us to respond to timeless information. If you appreciate Botticelli’s image, it is because part of you is responding to that ingrained information. So why the guilt and shame when we are drawn to the other?


Top image from Sex, Not Sex

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My New Blog

October 1, 2008 at 7:09 pm (ramblings)

For awhile, I’ve been trying to find a way to write a blog, and merge a few of the artistic sides I’ve been playing with. I thought I could keep a few blogs, and showcase each thing on a separate blog, but I can’t. I’m not good at compartmentalizing, I tend to take a more holistic, blended together approach to things.

 I’m sure this blog is going to appear as something from a Stanley Kubrick film, a Clockwork Orange type of life, filled with bizarre thoughts, ideal, and characters. But thats the way it is.

My world is filled with artists, writers, energy healers, monks, whores, midgets, circus performers, the criminally insane, business owners, CEO’s, dominatrix and more. How it came to be this way, I’m not sure. But I’m comfortable with it. It’s fun, and what we all share in common in the ability to explore complex themes, a love for the mystics and mythologies of live, love, sensuality and sexuality.

  It seems rather normal to me. Just yesterday, I helped an ex-monk sand a 4 foot round sculpture of a woman’s breast, then helped a neighbor upload photos of sculptures to his website  that included female mannequins with musical instruments in the place of her private parts. 

 It makes sense to me, I understand what they are exploring. So this is it. The one place that will include all the explorations, from the decorative to the depraved.

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