Speaking for the body

June 25, 2011

If you’ve followed this blog at all over the years, you know that for me, body image and sexuality are intricately interwoven aspects of the human psyche. Obviously, I can’t speak for everyone, not even for all women, nor do I want to repeat everything I’ve said about being uncomfortable in my skin… this time, I want to let the body speak louder than the forever-questioning mind. I have to use words that pass through my brain, but I trust that they come from my heart and from an inner awareness of my being, including my body, before flowing out as thought processes that lead my hands to letters on a keyboard.

The human body is such a beautiful thing! Just looking down at my fingers clicking away, I am grateful. These hands have been around… they’ve caressed lovers and husband(s!) and held newborn babies. They’ve written many a love letter and drawn pictures and played the piano and prepared food for the many people that I consider family. They have also on occasion refused to give or receive, spent money carelessly, or fed me obsessively, but that’s only because they’re attached to a mind more often in control of their actions than the heart and the body itself.

For me, one of the most precious things about being a sexual person, and allowing my sexual nature to be expressed, alone or with others, is exactly that magical aspect of letting go of the mind, of allowing the body to speak, hands to roam, lips to graze and bodies to move in a way that they lose themselves in giving and receiving. All of these sensations can be so overwhelmingly beautiful they become like a euphoric drug that we just can’t get enough of. But these wonderful sensations cannot live in isolation; they just don’t happen if the hands are not connected to a brain, or the heart, to a penis or a nipple, and it works best when all of these aspects come together to entwine people freely giving what flows through them from a place of not only desire, but also of love, mutual respect and compassion.

That’s the best part… the whole body-heart and soul experience of it, and having touched on this, I don’t want to know anything lesser! It’s the lack of this whole experience which is precisely what I find offensive about porn – not the sexual acts in themselves, but the absence of love, respect and compassion that I read into them… which is why I have done so many drawings from pornography, before moving on to images of myself or others who are not acting – because it helped me translate something I saw as empty and crass into something that breathes from within.

Sexual energy is a fragile, beautiful, and often earth-shattering creative force within each of us, and if we can learn to make room for it in our lives, above and beyond biological reproduction and simply satisfying basic needs, it can also become a meeting place for very intimate sharing and growth and a better understanding of ourselves and of our partners. Motivations and perceptions are definitely not the same at 16 years old as when we’re in our thirties, nor later on… what sparks desire can change, levels of awareness change, relationships change, but when we learn to listen to our bodies and hearts as well as the desperate, earthy need to thrust our loins against another human being, we can learn profound truths about ourselves and the people we choose to get close to. And walk away feeling fed and taken care of, and come back for more on the same terms. My body says “yes” to this vision of things… it just feels right from the inside-out.

What is sex to you, and what do you want it to be?

February 20, 2011

Hi – a year later, I’m back – I can’t believe how many visitors this blog still gets even when it – I’m – basically inactive. To be honest, as I’ve always tried to be in this space, I’m not sure what it is I have to share about sexuality anymore, which is why I have not been posting or drawing much on the subject.

I am observing how in my own life and relationships things change, shift, and stay the same, but different. I’ve tried on different hats, different roles, different attitudes, and am still not sure exactly, clearly, who I am and what fits me best. It’s a process… but I’m writing, here, now, today, because just knowing there is an audience, by the visits, and the comments, makes me feel, humbly, that I wish to continue to share on the subject. I will post some more drawings, and write some more, but first, I’d like to share some very precious comments received from a male reader – a lovely insight into (a) male perspective on pornography that is quite enlightening for me, being of the female side of the species.

“I have noticed in my years of being a man that men — like women — have the potential to become scarred by their experiences.  When those experiences involve those of the other, unknown, mysterious sex — as they so commonly do — it’s possible to associate (and simplify) that giant group of people as source of pain, as a threat to one’s certainty and security in their world.  Unfortunately, our culture hasn’t aged much, and only prescribes solutions that further the divide between man and woman.  The masculine prescriptions tend to be disgustingly base.
 
Enlightened exceptions aside, pornography is an unhealthy outlet and is a reinforcement for the insecurities of man.  Here, humiliation and domination are used so often as to give a (false and malicious) sense of security, through power, to the observers.  “Weapon of repression” was a good choice of words (Love/Sex Confusion), but I gathered a psychological meaning from it.  Men repress their insecurities, and play upon them in so many different ways through various forms of pornography.  The satisfaction gained is insubstantial, and only serves as a deterrent from true growth and even as a reinforcement of the unhealthy gender and sexual roles we have inherited from our society.
 
I find myself in a time of incredible healing, and pornography and my issues with insecurity and the other sex are surprisingly relevant.  Stumbling across your site greatly helped in this process of healing, and I thank you for it.”
 
There’s more – which I will share later, but I am struck again by his mention of being in a time of great healing. I think this is the case for many, many people, in respect to their sexuality today – things are much more open, and permissive, which can go too far, but in the end, the pendulum swings back. What do you think… how do you see your vision of sexuality, love and connectedness changing?

2010 in review

January 26, 2011

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

The Louvre Museum has 8.5 million visitors per year. This blog was viewed about 79,000 times in 2010. If it were an exhibit at The Louvre Museum, it would take 3 days for that many people to see it.

In 2010, there were 6 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 69 posts. There were 21 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 2mb. That’s about 2 pictures per month.

The busiest day of the year was April 13th with 589 views. The most popular post that day was About Victoria.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were networkedblogs.com, victoriassketchbook.com, sexreally.com, cuntlove.wordpress.com, and article.yeeyan.org.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for blog sexuality, sex blog, sexblog, sexual blog, and sex.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.

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About Victoria May 2009
7 comments

2

Teenager-mom heart-to-heart about pornography November 2009
3 comments

3

Where do you draw the line? December 2009
1 comment

4

In the middle is the connection October 2009
2 comments

5

Self-accepting sensual masturbation October 2009
4 comments

Passing the torch

January 30, 2010

This is the last post FOR REAL. I’ve been saying that since the beginning of the month, but it’s been hard to do the flip-over. I handed out my “Colette Coughlin, Intimographer” business cards to a number of sex therapists at a conference, today in Montreal, and I’m hoping they will visit in spite of the fact that this has yet to become a completely bilingual venture, même si je je suis capable de parler et écrire en français (even if I am able to speak and write in French). I must admit that having a full-time volunteer job-slash-cause can be a bit overwhelming, often. But I am getting help. I have friends reading and editing, and soon, writing for the new site too, and as it expands so will the collaborators. So far I’ve met with a lot of support and very little resistance or misunderstanding towards the cause of Intimography.

So one more time – what is Intimography? A visual celebration of intimacy. Which means images of people being intimate; possibly engaged in lovemaking; likely nude; but most importantly, real people, real situations, treated with love and respect. Honoured. Not exploited or sold for profit. I have a line-up of artists, artwork, and images to present in  this vein… sorry it’s such slow going… but it’s definitely still going.

Today’s image is a drawing I finished last week, from a photograph sent to me by readers. It’s fitting that it should be the last image here on Victoria’s Sex Blog, because this symbol is one that I drew, repeatedly, when I first started transforming pornographic imagery into loving images quite a few years ago. What this image means to me is the man is lovingly “backing up” his woman; supporting her, penetrating her, lovingly spooning or cocooning her from behind to back her up in her life vision, work, or projects. Which makes her stronger to move forward with what she believes in. I am very fortunate to have that kind of support in my life, visibly, and invisibly. Just for fun, you can see how much a drawing practice improves over time; this is a very similar image, found on a porn site, that I drew in about 2002 or 2003.

Once again, I thank everyone who has followed Victoria’s Sex Blog over the years. Nothing about her message has changed, nor will she quit drawing… but it’s time to move on to INTIMOGRAPHY.COM! May the torch be passed, and even if it only starts out as a fragile little flame, may it burn a bright healing light over a very broken aspect of so many people’s lives!

still here… please visit portfolio

January 21, 2010

I have entered an artist’s competition on self-portraiture because how often are you asked specifically to share what you do when you do something fairly unusual? It’s mainly for the exposure of course, I hate competitions… especially when I know other amazing artists who are already participating. Visibility always helps, however, and I have this cause… so voilà, please take a look, – and by the way, the voting closed as of midnight on January 21st. And just in case you’re just a little bit confused, Colette Coughlin is to Victoria’s Sketchbook what Victoria Beckham is to Posh Spice… get it?

http://www.artistswanted.org/Colette

Artists Wanted is a program for artists by artists. Our goal is to create new opportunities and resources for artists of all backgrounds. For more information on Artists Wanted, see: http://www.artistswanted.org

INTIMOGRAPHING BEHIND THE SCENES

January 21, 2010

Hi… if you’re wondering why you land back here when you try to reach the new Intimography site… that’s because it is actively under construction and will be live soon. But I really have to get some sleep, so hang in there, and please come back soon!

Merci… Colette

A “help!” moment between blogs…

January 15, 2010

This drawing was done from a picture I took of myself using the timer on my digital camera a few years ago…. just one morning, before work, in my bathroom. I printed the photo using a regular printer, on 8.5 x 11 paper, put a piece of tracing paper over it, and used a felt-tipped pen to copy the contours. The fuzziness comes from wetting the lines afterwards with a paintbrush. I really like this image because it reminds me of when I was a little girl: maybe about 12 years old… with no cares, just having a quiet moment before running off to the next adventure. I don’t always feel that way now, so it was nice to recapture this sense of innocence.

I used to really hate my body before I started drawing it. Nobody deserves to be so rotten to themselves as I was… I don’t think I could ever been so mean to another human being as I was towards myself.

Drawing the human body, my own and others, nude and clothed, whether smiling, crying, or in sexual encounters, has made me see  it in a totally different light. It’s helped me clean up the dirtiness that society’s images and judgments hold against nudity and sexuality and that seem to be deeply implanted in all of our minds. I know how much abuse there is out there, but that’s not ALL there is… it’s not ALL bad or wrong, and focussing on the the beauty of it can be truly refreshing and liberating.

Now, what I most want to do is to bring this to others. I am setting up workshops in Montreal on Drawing and Body Image… not a particularly easy thing to do because it involves working with images of nudity (as respectful as they may be…), but I’m getting lots of support and I have no doubt that there is truly a need for other ways to work on these subjects. So that more people can learn to SEE differently.

That’s part of the reason why Intimography.com has been slow getting going. And I don’t want to lose you, my readers, so in the interim, I’m back here to ask for your help. If you’re landing on this blog for the first time, you may not have a clue what I’m talking about, but to the many, many people who have been following Victoria faithfully, I ask you this… is there any way you can help me bring this vision “out there?”

Here are 3 ways I can think of to ask you to help: 

1) Write to me… tell me who you are, how you feel about your body how you would envision a drawing workshop on this subject - would you be willing to do some drawings to get more comfortable with yourself and/or your sexuality? Would you accept to be part of a group drawing together? And what would you pay for an 3-hour introductory workshop? Or an 8-week series of workshops? Any feedback is helpful.

2) TRY IT! Draw yourself… today… even if you think you can’t draw, it doesn’t matter, it’s just an experiment – and let me know how it felt/feels… what you got out of it, or not…

3) If it is easiest for you to contribute financially (which has not been my personal experience yet, but is for some), write to me too: www.tendernesstowardssex@yahoo.ca. To begin the workshops, I need to invest a few hundred dollars into small light tables for the participants. I have a PayPal account, if I can just figure out how it works, you should be able to make any size donation from just about wherever you are. I sent $10 to the Haiti fund today… which is tiny, but what I can manage, and if enough people do that…

I’m hoping to have our first Intimographer ready to present to you over the weekend… xoxo C. for V.

A retrospective in commentary

January 6, 2010

Hello treasured readers! This is going to be a long one. I’ve compiled my favourite comments made on both blogs since May of 2006. Unfortunately I had to remove the images because they require more memory than text does.  Some are pure compliments, which I reprint indulgently because it’s one of those days when believing in myself and what I do is especially difficult. Others are from people sharing candidly what the drawings or writings brought up in them, along with their own experiences. I’ve omitted too-personal references and signed with an intial, or not at all, out of respect for people’s privacy. As you can probably tell in the discussions about self-portraiture and body-acceptance, a number of readers sent photos, while others experimented with drawing on their own. 

So without further ado, in the spirit of Intimography, I bring you a retrospective celebration of Victoria’s Sex Blog through readers’ comments. Please continue to follow on www.intimography.com,  to uphold this cause of changing perspectives on sexuality. The sister site will continue to explore how inimate images showing love and tenderness or other forms of respectful sexual activity (no matter what the act!) can be seen from angles other than pornographic.

Love and thanks,  Colette Coughlin, for Victoria

 

 

 

“Hi Victoria, I viewed your site and drawings today for the first time, I have been a nudist all my life and always thought bodies were beautiful but your drawings really show love-making as a beautiful thing, something to be cherished.”

“It’s so great to see someone take a stand for something they really believe in. Such an important cause:  transforming self-hate into self-love in such a concrete way.”

  “I’ve been reading your site regularly for awhile now and always enjoy your daily musings. The one comment that stays in my head most was from awhile back: “Simple but not easy… sex without love is like fast food”… that is so very true.”

“Hello Victoria:  Your work is very much needed and appreciated. I am a product of a very strict religious and societal upbringing. The results in my body are total disconnection from it on many levels. At the age of 48 I am now trying to connect body and soul in order to feel sexual emotions. Your work helps. In my mind I totally believe what you are saying. My ongoing work is to integrate it so that I feel the truth. Keep it up for me and others like myself.”

“Greetings from Madrid, I arrived to your blog by chance and I read some post from your blog. I have seen a lot of blogs with sex as subject, but the vision of sex that you give to your blog is unique. I like your blog, and I will visit you often.”

  “I have been reading your blog for the last few months and must say it has had a profound effect on the way I think about sex and intimacy and overall has been a really therapeutic experience.”

 “Grounding myself in my body has been my personal transformation and I’ve managed to find this through yoga… all this bullshit about beauty and having the perfect body HAS GOT TO STOP. Botox, facelifts, teeth capping, tummy tucking. Why do I want my face to freeze and lose the ability to express anything? The world is insane… there is a drug out there now to stop women having periods? What’s next? Women are forcing themselves to become barely human? One way to stop is to refuse to do all these absurd things and then be VISIBLE and VOCAL about it. And to not give up.  Which is what you are doing Victoria. Keep drawing!!”

“Victoria has been an amazing friend and supporter. Her help and encouragement has been liberating for me, allowing me to begin to make some peace with myself in many, many ways. My biggest obstacle has been to allow myself to think that I can draw something other than stick figures, and her advice has been wonderful. I owe her far more gratitude than I can possibly express here. Here’s to we “normals:” it is time for us to take back our world.” (that, of course, is Beejay)

“As always, poignantly written and illuminating. Facing your fears with such eloquence shows how far you have been able to push whatever barriers have been hindering you in the past. To read how you met each little doubt and slipped past is a beautiful example of how fast we can change if we truly desire. Thank you again, Victoria. I will continue to draw more of myself in order to work at this fear of mine and push it further away.”

“Dear Victoria, I think I exhausted myself last night reading every word of yours I could get my hands on. I love your voice and the way you draw — I experience so much clarity, relief and self acceptance from both. Thank you. I used to be really, really scared of pornography. Like my whole body would freeze up in terror. Well, when I moved to Germany years ago, getting confronted with pornography took on a whole new level; sex tourism is a big industry here. SO… I had never imagined this concept of transformation… It makes so much sense. I think transformations happen with just slight and subtle shifts of energy and perspective.

One reason why I experience your project as a relief is you spell out these slight shifts with crystal clear serene wording which go into my body and heart effortlessly. It just happens. Every word and stroke builds upon each other, and I can only speak for myself, your work works on my soul, reconstructing and constructing a way toward soft intimacy. Okay, I don’t want to overwhelm you, but I definitely had to let you know the experience which has happened in my heart. Thanks for making and sharing your beautiful work. Love, D.”

“Dear Victoria, I have just spent the last hour on this very windy night here in Toronto reading your e-zine. I’ve never seen anything like it before. It’s beautiful.  The layout, your sense of design and the colors. It all pulls together so cleanly. I am in awe of your work. But then what really put me over the top are your glorious drawings of bodies. They are so sensual and tender. I felt as though I loved every one of them. They are remarkable in their homage to the strength of spirit inherent in the softness of a body. It was revivifying to know that a project such as yours has made it onto the net. Thank – you for taking a stand on this. It’s made a space, a clearing for others (like me) to find. It is so the right time for this.

Your site and all of your collaborators are quite extraordinary. It shifted something in me last night. I had such a peaceful sleep. It resonated so deep in me. It was truly like a moment of grace had descended upon me. For the rest of my life I will carry the feeling of that shift. I am very disturbed by the porn that has infiltrated our everyday lives. It shows very little (if any) respect for the preciousness of life. Or as you say “tenderness”. Tenderness encompasses so much more of all that is good, real and loving in life. As I write this my eyes water, overcome with the emotion of feeling it. Tenderness. I will end my note here, so that I can linger in tenderness… what a gift. Thank you.”

“Hi Victoria, I’d just like to say what an incredibly brave person you are – you know; when I first took a look at your pages I was horrified at my own reaction. It was that preconditioned response of shock and recoil which so many of us have been programmed to feel.  Like, hey, this is way too uncomfortable, pornographic, or, day I say it, real…? I grew up in an atmosphere of complete sexual repression – I could never have broached the subject of sexuality with my folks, thus from teenage years and onwards sex/intimacy/closeness become some great secretive, not up for discussion, topics, with, as you point out, the pornography industry benefiting from all of the pent up repression in people.

I have kept coming back to your site, gradually weaning myself off of the squeamishness, (how sad is that?), and now find it totally liberating to read and view.  I have always known I am a tactile person, needing to touch others for closeness, but have always repressed that for fear of sending out ‘incorrect’ signals to others. I have deeply sensual, sexual feelings, but these have been mostly closeted away, except for exposure during a now ended, monogamous marriage. Since the end of the relationship I have started to reconnect with and rediscover all of these feelings within myself, and what a joy to discover somebody like yourself who was brave enough to bring it all out into the open! Keep up the good work, the words and images are sure helping me to slowly gain acceptance of my own feelings, and to accept that they are normal and legitimate; not shameful!  Love, T.”

“Hi Victoria, Reading your blog gives ME goose bumps. Do you have any idea how amazing your blog is? I can’t believe how powerful your message is… how healing it could be for so many people who desperately need to read this and absorb it.

People are crying out to talk about their sexual fears, problems, and relationships. After I separated from my husband I talked to everyone very frankly about what the problems had been and I found that most people would then immediately open up unprompted and tell me their sexual stories, so relieved to be able to talk and admit that their lives were not storybook perfect. That they had no one to share their sexual fears or issues with. How alone that made them feel.

Thanks Victoria, your work is having an effect… please don’t stop… you rock!”

My readers rock too. Thank you again, everyone who has followed my blogs, drawings, writings, exhibits, etc… and taken the time to understand why a nice girl like me draws people (often myself!) naked, masturbating, and actually having SEX (gasp!). Thank you for these and the many comments that have helped me keep the flame alive for so long. Just imagine a world where no one is ashamed of their looks, their body, or their sexuality… on intimography.com, we’re going to show you what that actually LOOKS like! xox Colette

Retiring Victoria; but not her vision

January 1, 2010

Happy 2010!

After another 7 months or so of fairly intense blogging, I have decided to put Victoria to rest. This time peacefully… the last time I quit blogging out of exhaustion, (in 2006) I removed the entire blog site, and ironically, the web address was replaced by something pornographic. This time I retire her in peace and continue to hold the space. I’m not done blogging about sex, I’m just moving on… to intimographing. The new site is already there; ready to grow - www.intimography.com – but like a newborn baby, it needs my full attention. There are many other artists whose work on sexuality and honouring the human body I wish to present, to regroup, and to honour. And I want to tell you more about the Intimography art workshops that are set to begin in Montreal this Spring.

So I will continue to write, blog and draw, but as myself now, Colette Coughlin. I no longer need Victoria to shroud my identity or anon-o-mize my stories like when I started. What was written under Victoria’s veil was done so with all the freedom of a writer’s imagination, and while many of the stories were true, the persona also allowed me to invent or share others’ experience respectfully, since sex is not always the easiest subject to open up about – although obviously many people need to!

I want to thank the many, many, known and unknown people who have followed both of my blogs, my website and my artwork over the years. As hard as it is to commit to a “job” like this without financial rewards, the other forms of reciprocation; people’s support, comments, and attachment to this vision make it all worthwhile.

Let me tell you what it’s like to write a blog that gets read, followed, and commented on:  when my kids were babies a new kind of grocery cart was invented in Canada with a baby seat attached to the front, facing the person pushing the cart – they’re still around but were new to us then. I often brought the youngest shopping with me and strapped them into this seat, which is pretty much at adult eye level. As I hope is the experience for all parents, my babies stared at me absolutely adoringly from this perch. I pushed them around the store, taking items off the shelves and placing them in the cart, sometimes walking a few feet away and coming back to a pair of the most admiring eyes imaginable, cooing, and a goofy, loving smile. I always did my best to feed my babies healthily, as I have done my best to feed my sex blog readers with a loving, organic vision of the human body and sexuality.  Watching the visitor statistics grow and receiving reader feedback gave me a sense of intimate connection to people as well as a feeling of responsibility to maintain this loving space which has kept me going. I will continue to do this with the Intimography site… in concert with the growing family of artists and sex-positive workers who seek, like Victoria, to make our individual and collective visions and experiences of sexuality something to be honoured and celebrated and not to be ashamed of.

While the extended vision and the new version of Intimography grows over the next few weeks, I will post a simple retrospective of Victoria’s earliest blog work until now – and keep you posted on new developments as they grow. Thank you to my loving, supportive and faithful readers!

xox Colette Coughlin, one last time, as Victoria

Body parts belong to a whole Being

December 23, 2009

This holiday season, celebrate your genitals! This beautiful drawing  – which I find magnificent, and is much larger in real life – was done years ago by my friend, Francesca (Marie-France) and it is thanks to it, and her inspiration and permission, that I started to draw the intimacy of the human body, including genitals and sexual encounters. Today’s blog is by BeeJay, who can talk about having a penis in ways that I just can’t! Thank you to both for your ongoing collaboration and support.

Life with Mister Natural by BeeJay

How does one honestly talk about his penis? There is plenty of drivel about them already, and a cultural bias towards male domination, but how does one really relate to that most intimate of body parts? A man needs to look at his penis without any of the self inflicted hype about size, length, or other male myths. One could take the traditional bullshit chauvinist path, but that isn’t all that advanced, is it? Since we are kind of attached (pun intended) to them, have lots of fun with them, and otherwise self-worship them, I would say that one must start with respect. Honestly examine yourself and see what there is to love about your penis and you will see there is much to love.

That respect should be both physical and psychological: keep your penis healthy and it will reward you. Think of your penis with care and love, and it will still reward you. What more can we ask? Be careful when playing sports, riding a bicycle, and when having sex and your penis will be very, very happy. When it’s happy, you are happy, and a happy penis is good for one and all! Straight or gay, it makes no difference.

I call mine “Mr. Natural,” after the counterculture comic character from the late ‘60s. The reason for this is easy: I’m not circumcised, unlike a majority of American men. Ergo, Mr. Natural. Funny thing that: why do we do it? Why make a penis less sensitive and less protected? Why slice off a piece of skin that contains hundreds of nerve endings, often without anesthesia? No adult men volunteer for it, so there must be something to keeping one’s penis intact. I say respect the penis, don’t let your children be ‘cut,’ let them be all-natural, organic boys: just say no to circumcision! I am not being gender exclusive by the way: I abhor ritual, female circumcision as well, the effects of which are far worse than the male form. There is simply no reason for either so-called practice.

Of course, the real force behind the penis is the brain. Orgasms don’t happen in the penis or vagina; they explode in our minds and sweep us away in ecstasy. When they don’t synchronize or work together, sex is a lot harder, isn’t it? It takes two to tango, it takes both brain and sex organ to make it happen. Some medicines can keep everything from working right too, alcohol and other drugs as well. A clear mind that is in tune with its penis is the way to great sex.

This brings me to another key point in this broadcast. I have found that I am truly in love with my penis, and this is a direct result of being more comfortable with my self-image of how I appear to myself and others. A good sense of self-esteem has also helped, especially as regards my appearance, and a deliberate process of being photographed naked is a part of that. Taking hundreds of pictures of myself for Victoria’s body-image work (and my self-improvement!) has certainly made me feel more positive about my body, even a sense of daring. The first “picture” she used of me in her original blog several years ago was a picture of my penis. I can assure you that that ‘exposure’ served to truly change my attitudes and self perception as regards to my body and penis. There was Mister Natural for the world to see, and I realized that it didn’t bother me one bit. If nothing else, it was incredibly stimulating. After that, each photo session I have brings about a greater sense of daring and awareness, and my penis fully participates with an erection most of the time.

My thoughts really percolate easily. Whether you are a man or a woman, please respect your own or your partner’s penis! Let us choose to adore it, love it, and appreciate it as the male counterpart to a woman’s vagina. Equal, without prejudice, with the realization that they are both an essential part of being human. For without either, we wouldn’t be here, would we?

Vive la difference! Vive le pénis! Vive le vagin!

 


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