So is it possible that porn can ever be considered art? Or perhaps we should use the more common term of erotica? Whatever is the case, it is something that I think about. I believe that it can be considered art, but it is a fine line to draw between the two.

What is the dividing line between porn and art? I suppose since most of porn is used as a masturbation tool by men, it would be hard to qualify it as art. And most porn, at least 90-95% in my opinion, is crude, ugly, and without any artistic value. Yet there is some porn, bathed in beauty and naturalness, which goes beyond the average run of the mill sex show. Perhaps those doing the camera work actually had a better artistic sense than most of the other people out there, or perhaps they were actually striving to make something which was somewhat different, even artistic. The actors, if they are actors, may possess a beauty and naturalness that others do not possess, and seem to genuinely be enjoying what they are doing. It is hard to say. But what separates a painting, or a film, or even a novel or poem, from some of the more high quality porn which is out there? You may say that porn exists only to entice a man to masturbate. Yet I know of at least one famous British classical scholar who used to masturbate to Plato when he was a boy, or is reputed to have done so. So every work whether explicit or not, may instill in someone some degree of arousal. For me the defining line would be “erotica” vs. “porn”. I suppose erotica has a higher aesthetic value, and porn is lowlier. Of course this is all subjective.

One of the questions I ask myself is, why is looking a porn or erotica sinful? Why does God consider it a bad thing if we view the natural act of two people having sex? Or what is wrong with enjoying the image of a nude?  If God created the human body, why is it such a bad thing to enjoy the beauty of that body? This is a question which has challenged most Christians since the time of the Renaissance, even before, but most of all since the rebirth of Classical knowledge in art and literature. The nudes in Michelangelo’s fresco of the Last Judgment  in the Sistine Chapel were only recently completely uncovered. I am sure one of the reasons that they were covered in the first place was that they were somehow instilling erotic and sexual thoughts in the clergy who had to view them every time they stepped into the Chapel.

I find this to be one of the tensions that exists in myself, and I image in most men at least, even those who are deeply religious or spiritual. We are filled with these desires, yet are told the desires are bad or harmful, or at least potentially destructive. Therefore we should avoid them.  Yet avoiding them only increases the desires themselves. So where is the fine line? To completely deny our desires is as bad as completely giving in to them at all times. Am I really going to spend all eternity in hell because I looked at an image of naked woman and desired her? I suppose that will lead me into my next question, which is, where does one draw the line between lust and desire?  But what is lust? What is the line between sinful or harmful desire and natural desire? I suppose that is something we must all figure out for ourselves.