You may remember Melissa Makeup from that time she gave us some beauty tips, or–more likely–from that viral gallery showing pornstars before and after being made up. If you’re like us, you wanted to know a little more about the artist, her methods and her madness, so here’s a short documentary about Melissa Makeup!

Photographer Jimmy De Sana passed away over thirty years ago, but his work is absolutely timeless. William S. Burroughs was a big fan of his, and they even collaborated on a project together called “Submission,” about which Burroughs exclaimed, “My dear, its all so Christian and medieval and gloomy.”

Sam Hatfield and Fiona Skelton, the socially disruptive duo behind Nakedme (who recently went nude on the Schwebebahn), are continuing their international tour of nakedness with a trip to London, and they’ve made a darling little video showcasing their nude antics around such landmarks as Buckingham Palace, Tower Bridge, the London Eye, and Abbey Road! If only we could see them from the CCTV footage that surely captured their movements.

You know when you have a projector screen and you are trying to pull it down from the ceiling and you already have to balance a stack of hardcover rare comics on top of a kitchen chair and still stand on your tip-toes because you’re sooo short and all of your friends that came over to watch Drag Race on your fancy projector are also all really short and you can’t quite figure out how to pull the screen down just right to keep it from catching or collapsing completely and you stand there like an awkward ballerina getting more and more frustrated? Maybe you should have just invited naked models over to project onto instead. Problem solved.

We’ve seen flowers that look like vulvas, vulvas that look like flowers, and vegetables that are jealous of flowers, but graphic designer/photographer/student Andri Kolava has finally given us something new: a pussy adorned/stuffed with flowers. Or maybe these are flowers stuffed with other flowers, or simply sex organs of one lifeform blended with those of another, we’ve lost track.

Don’t think about it too much, just say what comes to mind at first glance. What do you see in the first image? Tits? Very good, try the next one. Breasts again, uh huh. And the next one? Funbags. Do you mean bean bags? No. Still boobs. Tell us, how would you like to spend a week in observation in a nice hospital outside of town?

Swiss-born artist Milo Moire decided to shake up the morning commute for a few lucky folk by sending a gorgeous model on public transportation wearing nothing but glasses, a purse, and the names of clothing pieces spelled out across her body. “The same way every day to work on the tram,” writes Moire. “It’s early… Much too early for performance art!” We’re sure people won’t mind performance art like this.

It’s Polaroid appreciation weekend at Fleshbot, and we swear it’s not an endorsement, cuz you can’t even buy that shit anymore, right? Polaroids harken back to a time when you could take a sexy picture and there was no chance of it ending up on your Facebook wall. There’s something so illicit about the lack of depth of field!

This right here is really unusual but also a real treat. Jonathan Harris spent ten days following around nine different women, attaching himself to each for about twenty-four solid hours, and took ten-second video clips every five minutes. The resulting six hours of footage is now online in an interactive interface and it’s hands-down one of the coolest documentaries we’ve ever seen.

Wow. Just wow. This is one of the many reasons we love Queerporntube. You do not see entertaining explicit arty shit by megababes like this on regular amateur sites. This babe gets herself all sweaty and gleamily greased up, changes outfits, gets naked, fucks her mouth and dances around in front of

We are also impressed by the models ability to walk and masturbate simetoaneously. And to writhe hornily about on a hardwood floor, which seems uncomfortable but is probably really good for her back. We’re not sure what makes this “fashion” and not “porn” seeing that there’s no clothes, but fashion is an attitude, right?

We first came upon (ahem) Negron’s artwork in the totally amazing erotic comic anthology Thickness. Since then we have been frankly obsessed with his colorful style, and also what would appear to be a fascination with luscious lady booty and the art of queening. Now that’s the sort of preoccupation we can get behind!

We stumbled across Miranda Lehman’s work during a regular browse of Indie Nudes, and since then, most of our free time has been spent looking through the archives of her photographs (dark fleshy bits with a zesty California flavor) and her drawings (erotic, with great attention to the small things that make sex memorable, like rug burn). Come, join us on an adventure in this wonderful woman’s mind!

Bizarre UK posted a basic introduction to pony play a while ago (courtesy of Rebecca Wilcox’s book, “The Human Pony”) with a lovely bunch of photos to help make concepts clear. What we didn’t see were the hand-drawn illustrations that Ben Newman did for the article. Fortunately, the artist posted his drawings on his personal blog, and they’re equal parts hot, informative, and hilarious!

Hey, are you going to be in New York City next week? Good! Then that means you can check out two amazing analog artists expressing their erotic selves in the same gallery next week! Our beloved Ellen Stagg is teaming up with renowned vinyl artist Hiroshi Kumagai to celebrate the blossoming lust of spring with a show called “Seeing Double.” We’re going to be there and you should too!

Amanda’s hands seem to rest heavily on the book on the table. Is she merely holding her page open, or is she trying to hold herself together as the vibrator interrupts her reading? Are her words slurring together from the building pleasure between her thighs, or is that Burgess’s Nadsat language bouncing strangely off our ears? We’ve got questions; Amanda has about seven minutes of reading until she loses it.

It’s a nightmare! No, it’s an art exhibition by Samuel Bayer, the same gent who chopped up a big full-frontal picture of Xenia for the latest cover of Treats! Magazine. His show was absolutely brimming with images like these, but naturally, we feel the urge to orbit around Emily Ratajkowski’s full frontal photo. The girl has a lot of gravity going on! (And no, that’s not us calling her fat.)

Why did this Brazilian artist film a woman grinding on lettuce and jackfruit in a paint-covered car? What’s up with the mask? Are we supposed to be horrified or horny? Sometimes, like right now, we don’t want an explanation. “Just ’cause” is just cause enough for us, especially when everything’s so aesthetically pleasing!

We cannot tell you how many hours we have spent pouring over the Madonna Sex Book (and by pouring of course we mean touching ourselves in a way that we make extra sure we don’t get cum on our nice copy of the book). It still blows our minds. Can

Imagine our joy when we opened an email from photographer akirophoto and found this: a 3D Bobbi Starr slinging revolvers in the sun. Then imagine that joy doubling when we discovered we could buy a print for ourselves. We don’t own any of those red/cyan glasses, but it doesn’t matter. We’ll pour food coloring on our eyeballs and stare at the picture anyway!