see i think what people get caught up in is going “oh this and that are fetish art……hey did you know x thing is a fetish…pretty crazy right…..this piece of art is actually a fetish for the artist……..” and like. see the problem is thinking that devalues the art. i don’t think something being a fetish or sexual in nature or whatever actually detracts from any meaning or emotional weight something could have. i don’t think “horny” is a worthless or meaningless emotion and i don’t see why exploring it in art is any different from “sadness” or “happiness” or “anger”. does that make sense? im just sayin we should examine why we view sexuality as inherently detracting/meaning less in art than other things
this blew up so lightning round:
“as long as they’re not posting it publicly”/“well its not always horny dont assume its horny”: you’re missing the point, this is a post about how horny is an emotion of equal artistic value to any other and if people want to post their fetish art i think that’s fine
“i was raised christian/came from a christian background and this was a hard thing i had to learn but so important”/“the idea of sexual feelings being less worthy of showing is christian”: i’m proud of you you’re doing great. also that’s true
“it’s more interesting actually”/“fetish art ends up being better bc people put a lot more focus into their work when they’re obsessed with it”: you’re right
“stop it with the horny jail thing”: you’re also right
So what this paint company does is take iron pollution from abandoned mines that are polluting soils and rivers and makes iron based red pigment paints out of it.
Basically they realized hey no one’s cleaning this shit up, it’s polluting the streams, killing all the fish, making the water undrinkable and there’s a huge market for it so why not make money by cleaning it the fuck up?
They remove this stuff by the industrial bucket load from the rivers. The idea is if it’s in a painting, if it’s in your home, it’s not poisoning wildlife.
I was trying to see it in the arrangement of stars and galaxies, but it’s just. A fucking. It’s a fucking. Question mark. Floating in space. Not a constellation, just a floating goddamn question mark. I want to scream.
