I feel like right now everyone is so desperate to sell out – erotic gimmicks, or some trope of art porn. I keep looking for that thing to usurp passive porno dolls and unspin the overlit amusement park of mainstream porn.
I found this missing piece of my puzzle tonight. It has a stupid name, for it is not shit, and it is by Patrice De Bruyne. Ignore everything except the lush invitation to eros. It’s two years old, but I think it’s timeless. Hope you like it, too.