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Leg Art at Columbus Circle, New York City!

The true aficionado of the fetish image knows it can be found anywhere.

A stroll from the fountain-encircled statue of the Italian mariner at Columbus Circle…

…heading over to the majestic towers of the Time Warner Center across the street…

…and one never knows what shall be found! Like this lovely bit of enormous leg art inside the main lobby! Advertising some sexy wedges, I guess, but I was too stunned by the stems to take note of the exact product!

 

Definitely worth a snap with my flip phone, I think! πŸ˜‰

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Posted by on February 28, 2018 in Erotica, New York City

 

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January 29, 2018: the 45th anniversary of my moving to New York

I moved to New York City for keeps on January 29, 1973. That was the day I got in a U-Haul with a college girlfriend and drove from the Midwest to the Big Apple, as it was popularly known back then (I don’t hear that moniker used much anymore). We arrived the next day and checked into a residential hotel on the Upper West Side, but I always date my “New York Adventure” as starting on January 29th.

Actually I’d been here the two previous summers, working part-time jobs and living at the YMHA, and with my father’s side of the family in Brooklyn and New Jersey, the area was always part of my life even though I grew up in Chicago.

I came to NYC hoping to get into the film business but when that didn’t work out I shifted to writing. Sold my first porn novel in the fall of 1974 and the rest, as the saying goes, is “history”β€”the personal history described in many of the earlier posts on this blog.

Of course dotted throughout the city are the landmarks that have a personal meaning to me. For example, on the ever-changing 42nd Street, between Broadway and 6th Avenue, is the Bush Tower, squarely in the shadowy center of this picture…

That was the address from where such legendary “big boob” girlie magazines such as BUF and GEM were published back in the day. Circa 1978 I sent the company an article about collecting movie soundtracks, a “socially redeeming” feature as they used to be called in that era when sex magazines had to run non-erotic items to appease the censors. One day out of the blue the publisher sent me a check for $40 for the article, and I believe that was the only time in my writing career when I sold an unsolicited piece via the “slush pile.” The rest of the time I’ve written either on assignment or expressly for an editor who was favorably inclined to my work.

So every time I walk past Bush Tower I think of that lovely $40 and how nice it was to make that sale!

Nowadays of course. along with writing for porn websites and the occasional sex magazine that is still around, I’ve become a publisher of some of my own stuff, both of my femdom erotica here

 

…and of my full-length novel FATE OF A STRIPPER here. Although to my disappointment it has not sold well, I’m proud of the novel and keep promoting it, hoping it will eventually find an audience for its very New York story of the relationship between an unbalanced lonely stripper and her lonely lovestruck customer, a noir tale flavored with some passionate descriptions of Times Square and its remaining strip joints.

And as ever I continue to enjoy wandering about the city, taking pictures like the ones in this post, inspired by the surprising urban vistas just for their own sake and as possible backdrops for new fiction.

For example, I wonder what kind of an erotic story I can come up with from the picture below…as in, what fictional characters might I imagine living on this street, and how might they satisfy their lusty cravings? πŸ˜‰

 

 

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Looking forward to Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman!

Nice big billboards a few blocks uptown from Times Square. Click on the pic to see it larger.

I just hope the movie is good cheesy fun, and not pretentious noisy baloney like I find many superhero movies to be!

I don’t see many films in theaters anymore, preferring cable or DVDs (and VHS too on occasion) but I think I might actually plunk down some drachmas for Wonder Woman! That Gal Gadot looks like quite a gal…

You know how the old saying goes: “Whaddaya go see the show for? The DAMES!”

Yep, that’s me, old-school Uncle Irv…bring on dames whether they’re wearing stockings or wielding swords, it’s all good!

 

 

 
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Posted by on May 26, 2017 in New York City, Times Square

 

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Jessica Simpson and other giantesses of Times Square!

I love taking pictures of girls on giant billboards. Here are a couple of recent ones.

The giantesses loom above us in midtown Manhattan! These are the modern pinups, forty feet high.

Click on the pix to see them even larger.

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Posted by on April 6, 2016 in Erotica, New York City, Times Square

 

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“Good girl” Jessica Simpson in “bad girl” spiked heels…

I like to take photographs on the street. Two of my favorite subjects are interesting buildings of all kinds, and billboards that feature images of pretty women.

Here’s what I came up with today, even though it was freezing out in NYC and my fingers were so cold as I held the camera and tried to get just the right shots.

Don’t the girls in the Ugg billboards have gorgeous gams?

I like how the bus with the "Find Out" sign popped into view. That added something to the pic, I think.

Back in the 1970s, the building’s floor underneath those billboards was a “taxi dance” hall where you paid $29 to get a roll of tickets to dance with a sleazy chick. Then when the time ran out for which you bought the tickets, the girl tried to get you to buy more tickets. I recounted an experience I had there in a porn novel I wrote in 1975 called Young Michael’s Seductress. I can’t remember the name of the dance hall now; it might have been the Satin Ballroom, or another name.

Anyway, enough reminiscence. Let’s get back to pictures. I went around the corner and saw this display of Jessica Simpson billboards:

...but those spiked heels don't seem too innocent to me!

I guess I’m of the generation that associates dangerously spiked heels with “bad girls.” So these pictures send a mixed message to me. She looks like a nice girl who wouldn’t mind seeing a guy getting down on the ground and kissing her feet in those shoes. And maybe she would stick her heels into him, too…

...as we little humans scurry about underneath their towering bodies, and especially legs.

And speaking of towering, here’s a bonus shot that I took some months ago right at 42nd Street and 7th Avenue. I think it was an billboard for Target, but it might as well have been for Foot Fetish Monthly…

Somebody should write a scholarly dissertation on the use of bare female feet in American advertising.

Come to think of it, I guess a girl can be “bad” with bare feet too. Or with Ugg brand shoes…

It’s all in the attitude. You gotta watch the attitude…

 
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Posted by on February 13, 2012 in Erotica

 

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Times Square porn writer enjoys the calm before New Year’s Eve frenzy…

At last 2011 is coming to a close. I’ve definitely had better years as a freelance writer of erotica. Many of the magazines I was writing for in 2010 at this time closed down in early 2011. I lost a tremendous amount of regular income.

Still, I persevered. I figured it out last night from my daily records–I wrote, revised, and polished approximately 362,600 words–or the equivalent of SIX 60,000 word books. Or if you consider a full-length book 80,000 words, I wrote the equivalent of four and a half books. No wonder I feel discombobulated sometimes! That’s a lot of porn under the bridge. And this was an off-year assignment-wise for the reason I just stated above. The year before, when there were more magazines to write for, I wrote somewhere between 750,000 and 1,000,000 words (my records were not as meticulous last year, so I’m not exactly sure–I was too busy cranking out horny stories, girl copy, website prose, research articles and product reviews). That’s the kind of production pulp writers used to achieve back in the 1930s and 1940s…on the low end of the pulp spectrum! I’ve heard of pulp writers who did 3,000,000 words in a year (although unlike myself, they could only do that by mostly not revising or polishing). Anyway, I was a writing demon in 2010; I did as much as I could, maybe because I sensed or feared many magazines wouldn’t last. That kind of work opportunity isn’t available anymore in magazines.

So now 2011, when the sex mag business really took a hit, is coming to a close. And I sense it’s going to end noisily. I live in midtown Manhattan on the edge of Times Square, and the throngs are already blowing their little horns on the streets and whooping it up, and it’s not even 8:00 yet. You have more than four hours left to go, folks!

Yesterday I took a walk through Times Square and on the fringes of the nabe with my camera in hand. It was sunny and not too cold, and I enjoyed mingling in the crowds. When I have something to do, like making pictures, Times Square is interesting. When I’m just walking through the hordes of people, it’s annoying and stressful.

Here are some of the sights I came upon. As you’ll note, I enjoy contrasting tiny people with big billboards:

42nd Street Near 8th Avenue

42nd and Broadway

Around 45th and Broadway

Looking south from 44-45th and Broadway

In 1888, Eugene O'Neil was born on the spot where I took this picture

The ziggurat-like Paramount Building at 44th and 7th Avenue, where Frank Sinatra wowed the bobbysoxers.

Looking east from between 45th and 46th on Broadway

Later, in the evening, I went out to dinner with my camera along, and walking through the area once known as “Hell’s Kitchen” I came upon this striking sign. Two versions:

51st Street between 8th and 9th Avenues

A touch of the old Times Square & Hell's Kitchen, but timeless in its blunt force

I can’t decide what I want to do tonight. I made no plans, and money is tight, but perhaps on New Year’s Eve I could allow myself the pleasure of a lapdance or two. I have coupons to get into the strip clubs for no admission (that little ole clever carnal consumer, me). But do I want to fight my way through the crowds? I was also tempted to call friends, but I felt like being alone and maybe watching a movie and having a beer in pleasant solitude, despite the racket of the New Year’s crowds on the street. And then maybe, an hour or two before midnight, trying to work my way over to a tittie bar.

I’ve been very frugal this year, and sometimes I think I take it too far. Maybe it’s not good for a pornographer’s mental health NOT to check in with the floozies at least once a month…

Well, whether I go out or not, at least I can travel to sleazy destinations in my memory, stuffed full of the sensations of lapdances, strippers, hookers, dominatrixes, and peep show girls from my past…or through a screen capture like this one of Broadway and 52nd Street almost forty-six years ago, courtesy of the 1966 James Garner movie Mister Buddwing, a suspense thriller about an amnesia victim wandering through the raunchy old New York so many of us miss.

52nd and Broadway on the edge of Times Square, 1966

But you know something? If I walk around on the streets, I can find the film-noirish visual energy still in Hell’s Kitchen without time-traveling through memory or movies…

Click on the pic to enjoy its full intensity! This is 52nd Street and 9th Avenue, looking east toward Worldwide Plaza.

Let’s hope for a better year in 2012 for all of us who need it and want it! And thank you all for reading my blog and checking out my bizarre ebooks.

 
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Posted by on December 31, 2011 in Erotica

 

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