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Framing Desire: Artful Erotic Photography 

Wilhelm von Gloeden, Caino, Archivi Alinari, Florence, Italy

The history of early photography of naked men is closely tied to artistic traditions, social taboos, and legal restrictions, particularly in the 19th and early 20th centuries. While photography provided a new medium for capturing the human form, it also faced censorship and moral scrutiny. As a result, photographers often had to employ various strategies to create images that were erotic but still permissible under the law.

In the 19th century, nude male photography was often justified through its connection to classical art and academic study. Photographers used the precedent set by Greek and Roman sculpture, Renaissance paintings, and life drawing classes to frame their work as educational and artistic rather than pornographic. By emphasizing the male nude as a study of anatomy or an expression of classical beauty, they were able to produce and circulate such images under the guise of art.

F. Holland Day, Youth Leaning on a Stone, 1907

Many early photographers of nude men focused on athleticism and physical perfection, presenting their subjects as bodybuilders, wrestlers, or classical figures. This approach aligned with the growing interest in physical culture and health movements of the late 19th century. The work of photographers like Eadweard Muybridge, who captured male movement in a scientific manner, helped lend legitimacy to nude male imagery as a form of study rather than explicit erotica.

Some photographers created nude male studies specifically for artists to use as reference material. These “academic nudes” often depicted men in classical poses, mimicking sculptures like those of Michelangelo or Praxiteles. By presenting these images as educational tools, photographers could justify the nudity and avoid accusations of obscenity.

Eadweard Muybridge, Lawn Tennis, Serving, 1887, Boston Public Library 

To cater to an audience that sought erotic imagery without violating legal restrictions, photographers used subtle posing, lighting, and suggestive themes to create implied sensuality. Some of the most common techniques included partial nudity (e.g., drapery covering genitals), positioning subjects in classical, heroic, or mythological contexts, physical intimacy without overt sexuality (such as men wrestling), and soft focus and artistic blurring to create an impressionistic effect that distanced the images from explicit realism.

Some of the most significant photographers of male nudes include Wilhelm von Gloeden (1856–1931), Fred Holland Day (1864–1933), Baron Wilhelm von Plüschow (1852–1930), and Eadweard Muybridge (1830–1904). Gloeden was famous for his staged photographs of young men in classical and pastoral settings in Sicily. His work was often erotic yet defended as “artistic” due to its connection to classical themes. Day was an American photographer who created religious and mythological images featuring nude men, pushing the boundaries of acceptability. Plüschow, like Gloeden, photographed young men in Mediterranean settings, using classical themes to justify nudity. While not an erotic photographer, Muybridge’s motion studies of the nude male body were widely referenced for their anatomical and artistic value.

Alonzo Hanagan, “Lon of New York,” A Model Prepares – Johnny Kemper, c. 1965

In the 19th and early 20th centuries, obscenity laws restricted explicit nude photography, particularly if it was seen as erotic rather than educational or artistic. The Comstock Laws in the U.S. (1873) made it illegal to distribute “obscene” material, which included certain forms of nude photography. Many photographers operated discreetly, producing private or underground collections for clients who sought male erotic imagery. In the 1930s, George Platt Lynes, an American fashion and commercial photographer, began taking nudes of friends, performers, and models, including a young Yul Brynner, although these remained private, unknown, and unpublished for years. The difference between “art” and “pornography” was often subjective, leaving photographers to defend their work based on artistic merit.

By the 1940s and 1950s, physique photography became a major outlet for male nudity. Photographers such as George Quaintance, Lon Hanagan (Lon of New York), and Bob Mizer (Athletic Model Guild) used images of muscular men in skimpy posing trunks or classical warrior outfits to suggest nudity without breaking obscenity laws. These images were marketed as “health and fitness” material but were clearly aimed at a gay audience.

Bob Mizer, Naked Young Man

The photographs taken survive in various archives. Lynes’s photographs featuring gay artists and writers from the 1940s that were acquired by the Kinsey Institute. Most of Gloeden’s surviving pictures (negatives and prints) are now in the Fratelli Alinari photographic archive in Florence and further prints are in private collections or held by public institutions such as the Civico Archivo Fotographico in Milan. Examples of Mizer’s work are now held by esteemed educational and cultural institutions the world over, and can be found in various books, galleries, and private art collections.

The early history of male nude photography is a story of balancing art, censorship, and hidden desire. Photographers used classical references, athleticism, and coded eroticism to create images that were both sensual and legally defensible. While these early images were often constrained by societal norms, they laid the groundwork for more openly homoerotic and artistic expressions in later decades.

George Platt Lynes, c. 1950, Alexander Jensen Yow Nude Sitting

Sleeping In 🤞

At least, I hope I’ll be sleeping in this morning. I have the day off work, and while I’m sure Isabella will wake me up to feed her, I’m hoping I can just go back to bed. I wrote this last night before I went to bed, so I wouldn’t have to wake up enough to write something for this morning. 


TGIWFHF

Thank goodness, it’s a work from home Friday. I can relax and not be bothered. I have to do some online training today, and I’ll probably grade some midterms. Other than that, it should be an easy day. This week has either been incredibly busy or incredibly boring. There hasn’t been much in between. I have a four day weekend at home since we are off Monday for Spring Break.

If you are in the USA, you might have heard about the organization People’s Union USA calling for a nationwide boycott. They want today to be an economic blackout. This movement follows the rollback of diversity, equity and inclusion initiatives at several major companies, including Target, PepsiCo and others. (Coca-Cola and Apple have both refused to rollback DEI initiatives.) The boycott coincides with protests against President Dumbass’s plans to reduce the government workforce and mass firings at federal agencies. The boycott began at midnight last night and will last for 24 hours. During this time, the organization encourages Americans not to buy anything — this includes gas, fast food, or shopping in-store or online at major retailers. If participants need to buy anything, they are encouraged to shop at local and small businesses. Essential items such as medicine, food and emergency supplies can still be bought.

I hope you’ll join in. The thing about boycotts is that if enough people don’t participate, then it won’t be successful. There had to enough of an economic impact to make a difference and to make the point your trying to make. So, please consider following this boycott and only buy locally today.


Grading

Although I’ll be dressed and in my office, I will probably have the same look as this guy all day today. I need to catch up on grading. I love teaching, but I have always loathed grading. For one thing, it takes up a lot of time, and I don’t like giving bad grades, though I think any good teacher would hate giving bad grades I know there are some who get joy out of it, but if students are making bad grades, a lot of that reflects back on how well a teacher is doing their job. 

Also, modern technology like texting, tweeting, etc. has caused many people to write in a modern and often perplexing shorthand, and people get out of the habit of writing complete sentences. An emphasis on teaching writing is not what students are used to anymore. That being said, this is usually an issue with freshman. None of my students are freshmen, and thus are further along in their studies.

It’s also hard to get students into discussions in class or to ask questions. I get that. I was a very shy and not a confident student. I was a good and attentive student, but I was always afraid I’d say something dumb. So, I mostly kept quiet. To make up for this, I have my students write journal entries each week, that I “grade at random,” which translates to, I’ll grade them when I have to. Well, I need to catch up on grading their journals. Usually, it’s mostly pretty interesting because I get to see what my students are thinking about and learning in class.

I should have been grading all weekend, but I’ve had a migraine and kept putting it off. So, I need to get caught up today and turn in midterm grades. Luckily, I will be the only one in the office today and can concentrate on grading.


Almost Here

I am so glad to be back on my regular schedule, and this is my work from home day. Our idiot president said the other day, “Nobody’s going to work from home, they’re going to be going out, they’re gonna play tennis, they’re gonna play golf. They’re gonna do a lot of things—they’re not working.” The reporter who was presenting the story then went on to show the orange asshole playing golf. Just because he doesn’t not actually do any work other than sign executive orders that he didn’t write and make the most idiotic appointments, doesn’t mean that other people who are working from home aren’t doing their job. Most days that I’m working from home, I get more accomplished than when I’m at the office. No one is there to bother or interrupt me. And besides, the Oval Office, where the president is supposed to actually work is in the White House and is his home. Furthermore, he spends more time at Mar-a-Lago or his other properties than he does at the White House. Our president is the master of projection, which in psychology means a defense mechanism where an individual attributes their own unacceptable thoughts, feelings, and behavior on others. So, if you want to want to know the truth about anything orange slob says, just change the name of whoever he is talking about and replace it with his name. Nothing that ever comes out of his mouth is truthful, and everything is hateful. In one month, he’s done more damage to our country’s democracy than any president in history has done their whole term in office, and we have a depressing 47 more months to go.

Sorry! When I started this post it was supposed to be about the weekend being almost here and getting to enjoy spending the day with Isabella as she supervises me working at my desk. I got a bit sidetracked. I have things to do to prepare for next week. Most of it has to do with the class I’m teaching, but I’m sure other things will come up as well.


Getting Ready

If I didn’t have a class today, I think I’d call in sick, not really because I am sick, though I probably do need a mental health day, but because I just want to crawl back into bed. Isabella started early this morning trying to wake me. I swear this cat knows when it’s a salmon day. I rotate through salmon, tuna, and chicken. Chicken is her least favorite and some days she turns her nose up at it, but salmon is by far her favorite. She’ll occasionally refuse to eat what I give her, but only once in all these years has she ever refused to eat salmon. It always seems like she’s most persistent to wake me in salmon days. Anyway, whatever the reason for her continued persistence this morning was, I’m awake now and will soon have to start getting ready for work. Thank goodness tomorrow is a work from home day.

Here’s your Isabella pic of the week (sorry that I forgot to post one last week). This picture clearly says, “Why? Why did you wake me? Why are you taking my picture? I’m going back to sleep!” If only she’d let me go back so sleep some mornings.


❤️ Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Valentine’s Day is often seen as a celebration of romantic love, but it can be much more. It’s a day to celebrate love in all its forms—romantic, platonic, and most importantly, self-love.

For those in relationships, Valentine’s Day is a beautiful opportunity to honor and cherish your partner. It’s a time to appreciate the journey you’ve taken together and the love you continue to build. Whether it’s a romantic dinner, a cozy night in, or an adventure together, the day is yours to make special.

For those who are single, like I am, Valentine’s Day can feel isolating, but it doesn’t have to be. Love isn’t just about a partner—it’s about community, friendships, and self-acceptance. Take this day to celebrate your personal growth, your friendships, and the love that exists in your life in so many different ways.

If you’re single this Valentine’s Day, know this: our worth is not defined by our relationship status. We are whole, valuable, and deserving of love—especially from ourselves. Take today to do something that brings you joy, whether it’s treating yourself to something special, spending time with friends, or simply reflecting on how far you’ve come.

Back when I was in college, I read the book Finding the Boyfriend Within: A Practical Guide for Tapping into your own Source of Love, Happiness, and Respect. For me and many others who read the book by Brad Gooch, it was an inspiration at a time when I didn’t fully understand my sexuality, when I wondered if I’d ever be in a committed relationship, and whether that could ever happen if I came to accept myself for who I was—a gay man. I’m sure there were a lot of things other people who read the book got out of it, but for me, there was the message of self-love, even though at the time, I hated myself for being gay. 

One part of the book that has stuck with me all these years was to the notion of going on a date with myself. I could put on a nice outfit, eat a wonderful meal, maybe even light some candles to set a romantic mood—whatever I did  to pamper myself. Whatever I did, I would take myself on a date. I could even go out if I wanted and have a nice meal at a restaurant I loved. Whatever I did, I planned a real date with myself, and if that meant that I’d come home to have a more hands on “self-love” than I’d let myself do that too. 

Love will come when it’s meant to, but in the meantime, we should cherish the love we have for ourselves and those around us. Whether you’re in love, looking for love, or simply loving life, Valentine’s Day is a reminder that love exists in countless forms. Embrace it, celebrate it, and most importantly, never forget to love yourself.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Happy Valentine’s Day!


Another Snowy Day

I almost titled this post “Another Snow Day,” but snow day usually implies a day out of school or off work because of snow. For there to be a snow day in Vermont, a snow storm must be particularly severe. This morning’s snow doesn’t seem to be severe nor as bad as had been predicted. Some parts of Vermont did get a significant amount of snow, but where I am, seems to have only gotten about an inch or so of snow. Of course, there is always the possibility of two things: 1) the snow may begin to come down at a faster pace before I leave for work, and 2) there may be places between my apartment and work that are in worse shape than we are. Thankfully, the snow should be over by mid afternoon, and when I head home at 4 pm, the roads should be in better condition. I wish I could just stay home today. However, I have a class to teach, and I will be the only person in the museum today.

My plan today is to leave earlier than usual and give myself plenty of time to take it slow and get to work safely.


WFH Wednesday

I had to change my usual work from home day from Friday to today this week. I have a class to teach on Friday, so I need to be there. Honestly, it couldn’t come on a better day. Yesterday was incredibly busy and stressful. It’s never a good sign when you have to call your boss with bad news, and her response is, “Oh, shit.” A project that I’ve spent months on all fell apart yesterday. It was not through any fault of my own, but the person I was depending on basically pulled out of the project. 

Luckily, I was able to cancel the announcements before they were mailed out. I also had to pull all of the other promotional materials that had already gone out. While I was able to prevent a public disaster, it took most of my time yesterday. On top of that, I also had class to teach and a meeting off campus yesterday afternoon. Needless to say, I was physically and mentally exhausted by the time I got home.

Oh, and just because I’m working from home, doesn’t mean that everything is peachy. What really started off my day yesterday was that I found out as I was leaving for work that there had been a water main break, and my apartment complex would have our water shut off at 6 pm that night. 

By the time I got home, the notice had changed to an order to conserve water and that only flushing toilets was allowed. I’d planned to wash clothes today, something I often do on my WFH days. Because of a migraine over the weekend, I had put off doing laundry. Thankfully, I have enough clothes for the rest of the week, and I can hope that water is fully restored by this weekend.


Working Monday

🎶Tumble out of bed and I stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
And yawn and stretch and try to come to life🎶

I’m not sure yawning and stretching helped me come alive this morning. I feel like I could sleep for another hour or so, even though I went to bed early last night. I wish I could stay home, but I didn’t have a good excuse. Besides i need to go to work because I have several things I need to do. Hopefully, this week will fly by.

Did anyone watch the Super Bowl last night? I decided not to watch. I didn’t care about either team playing, the halftime show didn’t interest me, and for several years now, the commercials have been lackluster. So, I skipped watching and went to bed early.

Have a great week, everyone!