I read about a project called Hysterical Literature on Salon yesterday. It was listed in the article on classy and offbeat porn sites. After watching a couple of sessions on the site, I was completely amused and impressed. I don’t even know if I can call this porn at all. Our idea of porn, mostly governed by what is available in abundance, is so unlike what this site is all about. When I think of porn, all I can think of is mean and women with dead eyes, making fake noises, staring blankly at the camera and pretending to have so much fun, or joyful agony, zero respect for female bodies, storylines (huh?) catering to mostly all male audiences, and male fantasies. Basically, not something sexually arousal.
But this is a whole new take on erotica. First off it’s not just about sex. What the site features is a couple of women, fully clothed, in a black and white very clinical but classy looking setting, reading a book of their choice aloud. You only see the upper half of their bodies. And then there is a vibrator, totally out of the women’s range of control, that keeps massaging them from below. More than porn, it’s portraiture of women when they are distracted. It’s the manifestation of the duality between mind and body. The women have to keep reading for as long as they can. It’s really interesting to watch the changing voice levels, the fluttering of eyelids, change in reading speed. Some of the women are just adorable, they laugh and it’s wonderful to watch women enjoy the experience so much.
I have a new found respect for people who can leave behind their inhibitions, especially when it comes to topics like the ever elusive female orgasm. The women come from various backgrounds and age groups. They are all mostly artists from NYC. Many of them have written essays on their experience, and these are available on the site. The FAQ section of the site is brilliant as well, and explains in detail what the project and the concept is all about.
Do take a look, and let me know your thoughts.