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Friday, November 27, 2009

The Riddle of Ye Magickal Faerie Porne Pt. 2: Now THAT'S art!

This post is part 2. There was also a part one. But they're both pretty self-contained. And possibly, redundant.
What's that - a naked, glistening, butterfly-winged faerie mermaid with a UNICORN'S HORN?? And come-thee-hither bee-stung lips! Showing a little slip of tongue, running along the top row of her supernaturally white, even teeth.

Aw, man. Now that's art. That's detail, with a delicate touch. Look at those wings! Spun out of pink, gleaming mother-of-pearl. The craftsmanship on this piece alone renders the rather disproportionate titties almost...almost...tasteful. Almost. Not really, though. Not even close, honestly. To be frank, this statuette is an embarrassment to women, fish, butterflies, everything with a horn, and anything that ever sunned itself on a rock.

Honestly, I never understood the dweeb fetish for sexy mythical beings. Yes, there are plenty of people who admire the mermaid or the faerie for pure and sentimental reasons, to do with otherworldly beauty and mystical significance. There's nothing wrong at all with that. That's perfectly cool and/or sweet, as long as you keep an eye on it and don't let it develop any unwholesome levels. And perhaps others identify with them for more symbolic reasons: the allure of what they share with us - certain human attributes - admixed with an unknowable and alien otherness. A hint of danger, but also a hint of a higher-than- or deeper-than-human perspective. Nobody whose love of faeries and mermaids and such is based on those things, would I ever call a pervert! At least, not on that basis.

But then you've got...these people. Who...I don't know what to even say, here. You've got people who deliberately produce and consume statuettes and artistique portraits of nude, female, mythological beings in various tortuously erotic poses and attitudes.

OK: I've got nothing against the nude human form. It has it's practical uses, as well as its undeniable aesthetic points. But I'm sorry, with the sexual faerie and mermaid fixations, I just don't get it. Surely even for the most...daintily-endowed lewd magic-creature fan, a faerie has got to be way too tiny to work with. Even for fantasy purposes! And mermaids have no place to put it. So what the heck is the hook upon which these various fetish pervs can hang their prurient fascination? And at some point, doesn't it sully the pure and magical beauty of these beings, to rampantly sexualize them in this way? I'm not trying to get all graphic about it, but come on, people: grow up.

Yeah, that's right. I am the victorian prude of the faerie realm.

2 comments:

limom said...

For part 1 and part 2, all I have to say is:
Pics or it didn't happen!

dogimo said...

You've not seen this phenomenon? You are lucky, lucky. But what gift shoppes have you been going in? Out here in California, it is a vicious, pernicious, ubiquitous trend. Meaning I've seen it in three widely-separated-by-distance gift shoppes.

But there's more than one reason I would never post a photo of such a thing. One because I don't want it on my blog, particularly. Two because the first interpretation I'd give a post like that is: "the stance in the text is just an excuse to put that pic up." Three because I don't want to single out some one particular artist, when any and all of them who can see themselves in what I describe ought to feel singled out.

Four because I was NOT about to take out my pic-snapper and flash an implicit endorsement in that direction.

There are other reasons, I am sure. But me, I'm glad just you haven't seen it! Maybe it's less prevalent than I thought. I thought everyone was just suffering silently.