Sex in the 60's
The turbulent 60's ushered in 'Make Love, Not War', letting it all hang out, and free love. While sex had been around for years before, now it ventured outdoors for all to see. Body parts themselves moved past the peek-a-boo garments, to bare themselves anywhere. Sixties nudity spread itself like the sunshine it was presumed to be letting in -- and was just as natural.
If the bra, a symbol of literally tying women down & keeping them in their place, was burned to let breasts move freely; and afros, a sign of non-conformity & racial pride, were grown and shown with all the ego of an erect penis; what of the razor?
The razor, a sign of proper grooming, must have rusted in a lonely corner of the medicine cabinet, as the 1960's were an era that from a photrapher's point of view had more dense tangled bush than an African safari.
While the hippie love children let it all hang out, they displayed and splayed themselves au natural and at Naked Hippies you can see plenty pictorial evidence.
To put it bluntly, the 60's was about graphic exposure of the real human body.
In fact, often the photography itself was blunt, with photos taken to show it all rather than to leave anything to imaginations. While healthy in terms of acknowledging human sexuality, body acceptance and the like, as 'art' it was a vast contrast to the nude images available prior to the 60's. Before this, most photographs of nudes were limited to artsy teasing pinups or coy poses. Even the publications put out by nudist organizations which had completely nude people, were airbrushed to show Barbie & Ken genitalia.
In the 60's we exchanged tease and delicacy for in-your-face nudity, flaws and all. Culturally, like children seeing boobs or penises for the first time, we sat enthralled, feeling blessed for the opportunity. As we'd grow, we'd demand more -- and in the 70's we'd get it, with full-length adult feature films: The Golden Age of Porn.
For editorials on the 1960's (and a strange image of a topless Nixon), see Sex By Decade: 1960's.
If the bra, a symbol of literally tying women down & keeping them in their place, was burned to let breasts move freely; and afros, a sign of non-conformity & racial pride, were grown and shown with all the ego of an erect penis; what of the razor?
The razor, a sign of proper grooming, must have rusted in a lonely corner of the medicine cabinet, as the 1960's were an era that from a photrapher's point of view had more dense tangled bush than an African safari.
While the hippie love children let it all hang out, they displayed and splayed themselves au natural and at Naked Hippies you can see plenty pictorial evidence.
To put it bluntly, the 60's was about graphic exposure of the real human body.
In fact, often the photography itself was blunt, with photos taken to show it all rather than to leave anything to imaginations. While healthy in terms of acknowledging human sexuality, body acceptance and the like, as 'art' it was a vast contrast to the nude images available prior to the 60's. Before this, most photographs of nudes were limited to artsy teasing pinups or coy poses. Even the publications put out by nudist organizations which had completely nude people, were airbrushed to show Barbie & Ken genitalia.
In the 60's we exchanged tease and delicacy for in-your-face nudity, flaws and all. Culturally, like children seeing boobs or penises for the first time, we sat enthralled, feeling blessed for the opportunity. As we'd grow, we'd demand more -- and in the 70's we'd get it, with full-length adult feature films: The Golden Age of Porn.
For editorials on the 1960's (and a strange image of a topless Nixon), see Sex By Decade: 1960's.
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