pornography
My body, my sex, my desire, their images. A representation that takes its source in the jumble of my impulses. Implicitly, also at the heart of yours, because I fundamentally believe that we differ little.
Single images / Multiple images / Sober images / Dirty images / I dream of audible images on vast, taut skins that would resonate with their senses
I had a cat, a dog, a wife, a husband, a spider and yes / I lived in the hair / My ejaculations were irrevocable.
I came back from the land of the people / Centaur of the revolution / I rode all the way around on my own back / Sometimes it's all right
Beauty of a close-up ejaculation. It's one of mine that's slowed down nicely. Pearly dewdrop pearl, a drop of semen comes out of my tight glans
A consciousness and a body: nudity and performance under the sun. Eight workshop sessions devoted to the body exhibited through performance.
To decry sexual exhibition is to deny the reality of coitus, the most banal of our realities, in favour of an illusion of self, the mother of all violence.
The sexes, pussies and dicks, are always kneaded with the innocence of their weak culture | It's beautiful that it is like this
Today, I have kept this short hour of ordinary pornography in me as one of my most beautiful moments as a moviegoer.
I write with my dick and sign a taste trick. Cocoa idol, my phallus becomes edible for those who can suck its meaning.
Magnificent arrogance of an ordinary hero: Live to get hard and enjoy the world! "Suck it, this is my cock! Drink, this is my sperm! »
