Eros Daily Musings and Digressions

breakfast of the incendiary sex blogger, by Merkley???

“Violet Blue - One Flash Before Being Bombed in The Boca With The Smoldering Realization That She Has Just Been Stereotyped as An Incendiary Online Sex Blogger” by Merkley???

Here’s his post that goes with it, and a larger size of the photo: People in Purple Houses Shouldn’t Throw Phones, Deputy Step Dad, & Every Kind of Tear They Make. I like how the post ends with “HOLY SHIT I HAVE BEEN WASTING A LOT OF TIME ON TWITTER”

Like my curlers? I’m pretty floored at how the shoot(s) I did with Merkley??? are coming out — WOW! I like being stereotyped by him. Those things in the photo, they are all real. And no, I don’t smoke. The print is available for purchase (so is the first shot he did of me) in a variety of sizes; look below the image in his post for purchase links. After the jump is a self-portrait (no nudity, sorry) that I snapped when we were setting up the shot.

Buy the Merkley??? 111 book! I’m not in it, but it’s got 111 super sexy San Francisco women (and their couches, and their flying pets).

this week’s Chron column: sex and zen with Brad Warner

Image by my friend Steve Diet Goedde, taken with his iPhone and processed with CameraBag.

This week, I got to meet and interview Brad Warner (thanks, Eddie!) Warner’s an ex punk turned Zen master, and had quite a bit to say about Buddhism and sexuality, such as how it relates to sex work and survivors of sexual trauma. I think you’ll like the piece a lot. Snip:

(…) Saturday at Green Apple Books I met Brad Warner at the signing for his new book “Zen Wrapped In Karma Dipped In Chocolate.” We immediately started talking about sex. Not because I asked him if he’d seen the cult film, Hong Kong action porn farce “Sex and Zen,” nor because of my own work. It was because Warner’s subtitle reads “A Trip Through Death, Sex, Divorce, and Spiritual Celebrity In Search Of The True Dharma.”

It was the “sex” part that made me do a double take; and that Warner writes a column for soft-core pinup Suicide Girls opened up a world of wonder; how, exactly, do sex and Zen go together? Sure, I’ve heard plenty of puerile pontification from Yoga nerds about “achieving Nirvana, baby” while they show you their downward dog, and this town already has a New Age-y sex cult or two where it’s always “ladies’ night.” But Warner is on the level; “Zen Wrapped In Karma” is a no-bullshit first-person account of the year Warner’s life completely fell devastatingly apart as he navigated heartbreak and loss, becoming a self-described “porno Buddhist” as his day job, all while he counseled Zen practitioners through their own crises.

Then he told me his next book was going to be about sex. All about sex. And here I thought Zen Masters were celibate. Turns out, I was only half right. Further investigation was required. Sharing a huge plate of vegetarian Ethiopian food at the Axum Cafe in the Lower Haight later, Warner probably channeled the patience of Buddha as I excitedly grilled him with questions about sex and Zen.

Violet Blue: What’s the basic philosophy about sex from a Zen perspective? (…read more, sfgate.com)