A History Of LGBT Art Being Too Offensive And Irreverent For Mainstream Eyes (NSFW)

LGBT Museum Celebrates The History Of Censorship, Because Why Not (NSFW)
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Offensive. Irreverent. Lurid. Debased. Risky. Obscene. Indecent. Degenerate. Vulgar. Debauched. Depraved. Lewd. These are just some of the words critics used to describe art that, well, just doesn't cut if for mainstream audiences.

For example, some of these words were used to describe the late Robert Mapplethorpe's photography, a kind of image making that leaned heavily on the side of explicit homoeroticism. In 1988, Washington, D.C.'s Corcoran gallery showed a collection of more than 150 of Mapplethorpe's works in a retrospective dubbed "The Perfect Moment." Unfortunately, contrary to the title, some saw the depictions of sex as nothing more than "dirty pictures." Former Republican Senator Jesse Helms was among them. He especially didn't care for the fact that funding from the National Endowment for the Arts had helped launch the Mapplethorpe exhibition.


A visitor looks at photographs by US photographer Robert Mapplethorpe during the Paris Photo Fair held at the Grand Palais on November 12, 2014 in Paris, France. (Photo by Chesnot/Getty Images)

Flexing his political muscles, Helms moved to support an amendment that would prevent NEA money from being used to “promote, disseminate or produce obscene or indecent materials, including but not limited to depictions of sadomasochism, homoeroticism, the exploitation of children, or individuals engaged in sex acts; or material which denigrates the objects or beliefs of the adherents of a particular religion or non-religion.”

The amendment didn't hold. But the Corcoran canceled the show. Mapplethorpe had already died, but his work was censored without him.

"In this current climate of confusion, exaggeration and hyperbole, it would be very difficult for an artist like Mapplethorpe, who is very controversial, to have a good viewing of his work in Washington," the late NEA chairman Livingston Biddle explained in 1989. (Yes, his name was Livingston. Biddle.) "I think the decision [to cancel the show] is beneficial to arts."


David Wojnarowicz, Still from A Fire in My Belly (A work in progress), 1986-87, Color and b&w, silent, Super 8mm film on video, 20:55 minutes. Courtesy of the Estate of David Wojnarowicz and P.P.O.W.

Fast forward to 2010, and David Wojnarowicz (that's pronounced voy-nah-ROH-vitch) suffered through similar posthumous denigration. His work -- a four-minute excerpt from a 1987 video piece titled "A Fire in My Belly" -- was included in an exhibition at D.C.'s National Portrait Gallery. Until it wasn't. The Catholic League took issue with a certain eleven seconds contained within that excerpt that showed ants crawling over a crucifix. Once the phrase "hate speech" was tossed into the wind, the damage was done. Wojnarowicz's work was removed from a show equipped with yet another curious title: "Hide/Seek."

"Wojnarowicz believed, as have many artists, that the outsider position is a valuable one, and with difference comes responsibilities," Holland Cotter defensibly declared in a review of "Hide/Seek" in 2010, "resistance to acceptance at any cost being one."

In 2015, we like to think we're far removed from the "culture wars" of the nineties. And then Andres Serrano falls under the chopping block yet again. So today, yesterday and tomorrow are better times than any to confront the trends of censorship history. And the Leslie-Lohman Museum of Gay and Lesbian Art is probably better equipped than most to tackle the task.

In an exhibition titled "Irreverent: A Celebration of Censorship," Leslie-Lohman explores how condemnations like "too risky" and "offensive" have affected the trajectory of LGBTQ art. The pieces on view next month will showcase the multimedia work of 17 artists that toy with queer content including South African artist Zanele Muholi, feminist pioneer Harmony Hammond, Native American artist Kent Monkman and Mexican-born Queer Chicana artist Alma Lopez. The late Mapplethorpe and Wojnarowicz will lead the pack.

“The exhibition draws inspiration from the innovative responses to watershed moments in the history of censoring LGBTQ art in Canada, England, Ireland, the Netherlands, South Africa, Sweden, Turkey, and the United States," exhibition curator Jennifer Tyburczy explained in a press release. "In concept, the show is principally drawn from two events: the censorship of Robert Mapplethorpe’s art in the 1980s and 1990s and the more recent withdrawal of David Wojnarowicz’s 'A Fire in My Belly' from the National Portrait Gallery in 2010. In practice, it seizes on the international fame of these controversies to delve deeper into the many ways that censorship functions in queer artistic life.”

Sex, Tyburczy further asserts, is the point upon which the show pivots. Because hidden behind all the synonyms for obscene is an implicit bias against minority sexual preferences. "The exhibition shows how the defamers of queer life have consistently used sex as a political tool to silence all kinds of minority voices on issues that range from immigration to religion, to race, gender, and disability, to globalization and capitalism.”

Below is a preview of "Irreverent," which will be on view at Leslie-Lohman in New York City from February 13 to May 3, 2015. For more on the history of Leslie-Lohman, check out our profile on the institution here.

Woodson, Jason, This Kid - 20 Years On - A Tribute to David Wojnarowicz' Untitled - This Kid, 2010, framed giclee print, 23.386 x 33.110 in. Collection of Jason C. Woodson.
Harmony Hammond, A Queer Reader, 2010, Archival inkjet print on Museo Silver rag paper, mounted on Di-Bond with UV laminate, 43 x 29 in. Courtesy of the artist.
Corrine Bot, Jack & Jill Underwear, 2009, digital photograph, 11.8 x 7.9 in. Courtesy of the artist.
Michelle Handelman, Dorian: A Cinematic Perfume, video still, 2009, 63 mins. Courtesy of the artist.
Michelle Handelman, Dorian: A Cinematic Perfume, video still, 2009, 63 mins. Courtesy of the artist.
Alma Lopez, Our Lady, 1999, digital print, 17.5 x 14 in. Courtesy of the artist.
Kent Monkman, Duel After the Masquerade, 2007, Acrylic on canvas, 20 x 30 in. Private collection of Jennifer Dattels.
Zanele Muholi, Excerpt from "Being" series, 2007, digital print, 48 x 39 in. Courtesy of the artist.


This exhibition will be the featured exhibition of the Queer Art Caucus of the College Art Association ‘s 2015 national convention scheduled in New York in February. A panel will be presented on the exhibition at the conference.

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A Brief Guide To The NSFW History Of Penis Art
Internet Art: "Pexting" is now a thing.(01 of10)
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Should you like an unbiased third-party opinion of your budding photography skills, Madeline Holden, who runs the site Critique My D*ck Pic, will* deliver**! Promising “100% ANON, NO SIZE SHAMING,” the New Zealander sheds her lawyer alter ego to pass judgment on some of the many, many, many penis portraits sent to her, saying it’s shown her how “fragile” the male ego is. Maybe you wouldn’t guess anyone wielding civilization’s most time-honored symbol of power and dominance might ever feel “fragile” about it. Yet Holden says the blog has been “an anonymous outlet for them to share their deepest vulnerabilities (and to swing their d*cks around).”
And, finally, who could forget Snapchat, which has truly democratized penis art, allowing anyone to improve photographs with crude sketches.
So that's it. We make penis art, we used to make penis art and, as shown by eighth grader Eliot Ratray on a school trip to a site of 35,000-year-old historic cave drawings, we will always make penis art.
"My friend Ian dared me to draw a wiener [on the cave wall] so I did,” said the youth. “I was going to make it peeing but Mrs. Wiser started walking over.” And an artist was born.
The Ancient Greeks: Masters of teeny peen.(02 of10)
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Earlier this month, an unsuspecting team of archeologists working on an island in the Aegean Sea happened across “tantalizingly clear” penis drawings dating to the fifth and sixth centuries BC, which are thought to be some of the oldest on Earth.
Depictions of penii were common in ancient Greece -- but particularly small ones, which adorn many of the marble sculptures that survive the period. (And yes, we realize "penii" is not the correct declension, but we stand by it because our idea of comedy is indeed stuck in middle school.) Were the men of that time really so poorly endowed? Or did they prefer to feel superior to hunks of marble? Nope. Large penes, actually, were associated with the grotesque. The ideal aesthetic, explained by Aristophanes, was "a gleaming chest, bright skin, broad shoulders, tiny tongue, strong buttocks and a little prick." Ha.
Later, we moved on to…
The Middle Ages: Rivaling that one kid from "Superbad."(03 of10)
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Life must have been pretty boring for the person copying out line after line in the pre-printing-press world. Penises show up in the marginalia of several medieval manuscripts from flying green penis monsters to sun-ripened penises dangling from penis-laden tree branches.
In some contexts, one art historian suggested, such dong drawings existed only for luls. "A tree with phalluses is funny throughout the ages," she explained. And while that’s undeniably true, an alternate interpretation suggests a negative connotation. It’s thought that a Tuscan penis tree mural uncovered ten years ago was all political, commissioned by one Tuscan faction to associate the other with "heresy, sexual perversion, civic strife and witchcraft."
After one too many plagues, we got into…
The Renaissance: Era of erotic snacks.(04 of10)
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So by this time, people were opening up to the idea that the sun might not move around the Earth, but sculpting a foreskin-covered assault rifle as art still would've been far from kosher. So when an artist wanted to paint some dingaling doodles, he might resort to symbolism -- using food. Yum!
Raphael's "Cupid and Psyche" was a veritable fruit salad of salacity. One corner features a suggestively shaped gourd, with suggestively shaped eggplants at its base, piercing an extra-ripe fig splitting open with juiciness. *Blushes.*
Straight-up male genitalia was also seen -- Michelangelo's "David" is of course one of the Renaissance's most well-known pieces -- but mainly in the context of religious and historical subject matter. It was also still teensy and uncircumcised, because there was a time when people didn't just cut off foreskin (which is probably good, because they might not have realized the importance of sterilizing sharp objects before they come into contact with infant genitals).
Skipping ahead a bit, we run into a…
Scandal in the pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood!!!(05 of10)
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Those Victorian goody-two-shoes were hiding dirty pictures this whole time! We see that shadow! We know what that is! Pish-posh.
Continuing on, we move into…
The Late 1800s: When art became harder and harder to define.(06 of10)
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In the wake of the Impressionists' audacity to make their brushstrokes totally obvious and push the boundaries of "art" -- which caused a hullabaloo because people were like, "We know what 'art' is, it's pretty pictures of famous white people, okay?" -- came a variety of new schools of thought, including some that combined colorful Impressionist techniques with more definitive outlines, for example. So we got Koloman Moser's "Le Printemps," which features a fairly well-defined member. Other artists, like Egon Schiele, focused on expressionist moodiness in works like "Standing nude man" and "Masturbation 2,” and later wondered why the townspeople didn’t like him very much.
Prior advances in anatomy had begun to influence how art students learned about the human body, too, encouraging them to strive for accuracy. They tried less to recreate Classical proportions (read: teeny peen) than to represent the model’s true figure.
Then, not long after came…
Modernism: Is that...?(07 of10)
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Basically, the Modernists didn't really give two shits because World War I knocked whatever connection they felt to traditional definitions of "art" as loose as Franz Ferdinand's security detail. So when art collectors were "shocked" at the way a guitar could be represented by a collection of geometrical figures, they were like, "Whatever, we're going to paint a train sailing out of a fireplace" and stomped away. Also, they made some d*ck art.
In 1920, Constantin Brancusi scandalized everyone at the Salon de Indépendants when he unveiled a shiny, curved gold sculpture called "Princess X." Supposedly, when Picasso said it looked kind of phallic, Brancusi got all pissy and denied it. But we should note that this was the era of Freud’s whole “subconscious mind” theory that had some artists exploring dreams and symbolism of form. (The subject's long neck in Magritte's "The Rape," above, suggests a phallus piercing its torso-face.) So maybe Brancusi didn’t consciously mean to make a phallic symbol? Maybe? No?
Later, we saw…
Post-Modernism in the mid-1900s: That's a penis.(08 of10)
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As art became more brash, like the music of that one shaggy-looking male quartet, artists -- including lady artists -- created even more explicit works shaped by new-ish technologies (photography!) and popular culture (movies! music! canned goods!).
Herman Makkink's fiberglass "Rocking Machine," which bears a clear phallic likeness during its appearance in Kubrick's 1971 "A Clockwork Orange," helped the artist gain notoriety. Drawing on decades' worth of fancy psychoanalysis, Louise Bourgeois coined her slogan, "Art is a guarantee of sanity," and went on to create the monument to reason dubbed "Fillette" -- a giant penis-slash-female-torso. And, among his many representations of household names like Monroe and Campbell, Andy Warhol printed his self-described "dirty art" featuring a dude standing with his legs crossed, fully exposed, and -- and -- full-sized!
Of course there was also Robert Mapplethorpe's "Man in Polyester Suit," famous for delving into LGBT and race issues. It features -- that’s right -- a black man in a polyester suit, with his dongalong casually sticking out of his pants like he forgot about it or something, as one does.
Finally, we arrive at...
Contemporary Art: Male anatomy becomes practically passé.(09 of10)
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Since only a rare few things will shock the art world these days, there are penises seriously everywhere. Examples abound!
“We don't sit down and say, 'This will piss so-and-so off.’ We make the work we instinctively feel like making,” explained punk artist Sue Weber, who, along with Tim Noble, created a mass of phalluses in the mid-1990s that makes a shadow of the couple’s heads leaning back-to-back when light hits it just so. Fellow sculptor Jamie McCartney cast myriad genitalia -- male and female -- to complete his works, which tile together private parts like the world’s most X-rated backsplashes. McCartney says he uses humor to “break down barriers and encourage public engagement with tricky subjects.” Like their nether regions.
Meanwhile, Kristen Fredericks continues to knit more penile creations down in Australia, where they sprout eyes, hang out in packs and, inexplicably, grow breasts. Fredericks, who definitely looks like somebody’s mom, formerly worked as a knitwear designer before she put her considerable needlework skills to better uses.
But in the Contemporary sphere, there’s also...
Performance Art: Penii in the name of politics.(10 of10)
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For whatever reason, the Russians are big on the kind of weird art you struggle explaining to your friends. A few months after that one guy stapled his scrotum to the cold Moscow cobblestones in the name of “apathy” and “political indifference,” an art collective known as Voina (or “War”) wreaked havoc on a St. Petersburg drawbridge. In an impressive 23 seconds, nine of the group’s members grabbed some paint cans and splattered a giant penis on the bridge before being apprehended by authorities. Seconds later, when the bridge was raised to allow a passing ship through, a massive dong stared back at the Russian Federal Security Service building.
“It is monumental, heroic, romantic, left-radical, an act of protest,” explained hooligan Aleksei Plutsner-Sarno. “I like it as a piece of work, not just because it is a penis.”
And let’s not forget...