Jun 20, 2015


In 2011, I graduated from the College of Santa Fe with a self-designed degree I titled “Sexual Liberation as Art,” which had taken months of meetings, essays, and conversations with department heads to accept. As I walked across the graduation ceremony stage once my degree had been announced, I received a raised fist salute from feminist art writer Lucy Lippard 1, our commencement speaker. I devised my degree title from the radical porn films of Emilie Jouvet2 and Richard Kern3, the sexual musings of Susie Bright4 and Annie Sprinkle5, and the explicit early work of Cosey Fanni Tutti6, whose “art as life/life as art” mantra broadened my perspective on creative process.

Since then, I’ve developed a language of art/life melding with Red Cell7 and founded The Product Division8. Based around the William Burroughs/Brion Gysin “Third Mind” concept9 of two entities birthing a third, creatively autonomous force, we traveled through Tangier, the Azores, and Berlin as tech-nomads to live out our philosophies. Although Red Cell and I have differing sexual orientations, we both found sexual desires, identities, and histories informed our process as a unit and strived to see the aesthetic hybrid that would come of two diverse art partners. The queer and feminist philosophies I’ve explored promote a broad range of ideals; one may call for complete separatism and another for total inclusivity. Working so closely alongside someone with a completely different sexual identity demanded an empathetic and open-minded review of sex, art, and life.

Once we were in Berlin I attended its 9th Porn Film Festival10. The outstanding program inspired me to join the committee for an emerging porn festival in New Mexico, USA. Cutely named Pornotopia11, the small film fest caused a huge political uproar that lead to the state’s supreme court to battle out its right to exist. Luckily, Pornoptia won12 and 2015 looks promising. While I am based in USA, I strive to be globally minded. Navigating the underground gay scene of Morocco wildly shifted my perspective on what it means to be a working queer artist and culture hustler. The privilege of open venues for queers is a luxury not often granted, yet is necessary for visibility and progression. Context is everything and it is important to view the complex and subjective realm of lust from multiple angles.

In the world of Sex Art, there can be drastic divide amongst orientations regarding exploitation, visual agency, representation, and so-called profanity. How each artist’s own, unique sexual energy informs their work is as equally valid as any other internal or external force. The more we as art critics and consumers include sex in the conversation the less daunting those taboo, hot-button issues of identity and exploitation become. This facet of desire, while undeniably influential, is often relegated into a separate category like pornography. If porn is deemed too conceptual or too smart, it gets lumped into the art world. The converse is the same. Sexually charged work can be dismissed as porn, and cultural discourse is often lost. The physical and particularly sexual is typically separated from intellectual pursuit, and the controversy surrounding sexual entertainment is an extension of this socially constructed ideology. For Dandy Dicks, I am showcasing a hot lineup of emerging and established artists from around the globe who openly meld their sexual identities with their art.

1.    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucy_R._Lippard, 2.    http://www.emiliejouvet.com/, 3.    http://www.richardkern.com/, 4.   http://susiebright.blogs.com/, 5.    http://anniesprinkle.org/, 6.    http://www.coseyfannitutti.com/, 7.    http://theendofbeing.com/red-cell/, 8.    http://www.theproductdivision.com/, 9.    https://realitysandwich.com/139040/perilous_passage_third_mind/, 10.    http://www.pornfilmfestivalberlin.de/, 11.    http://selfservetoys.com/pornotopia/, 12.    http://www.abqjournal.com/262285/news/high-court-rejects-pornotopia-ruling.html

by JC Gonzo

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And who the hell am I? If you’ve been following the blog at all, you may have wondered out of which horny hole this perverted punk has stepped. I won’t reveal too much – a bit of mystery is sexy, right? But a few things may be in order.

First, I was born in that part of the world that most people think is actually Canada, but it’s not. I was born in Alaska. Who would have thought that place could produce more than oil and Sarah Palin – two decidedly unsexy things.

Second, I’m no stranger to sex on screen. I appeared in two arty porn films with DVD releases: one in San Francisco and one here in Berlin. There may be other footage of me out there, but if so, I don’t know where. And yup, I moved to Berlin from gay ol’ San Francisco, where I learned to be a proper fag and how to be a writer all at the same time.

There’s more from San Francisco coming your way via Dandy Dicks, so stay tuned.

But I left San Francisco. And took my heart with me. Five years now in Berlin and I can’t think of a better place to be. I’ve been making it here as a writer ever since and I’m happy to report there’s no going back.

I think I’ve given you enough of the basics. More you’ll just have to find out either through this blog or a little Google. But I hope with that you stick around Dandy Dicks – for this blog and of course, the boys!

Walter Crasshole