
Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross
Better Orgasms. Better World.
Running Time 94 minutes. Bonus Features 20 minutes.
Sheila Shea (the woman who assisted Betty's early groups), Marisa Black, Liandra Dahl, Davina Ingenue, Sayaka Adachi and me, Carlin. We are all in the circle to recreate a workshop.
It's all here: the group share, genital show and tell, guided masturbation and the erotic recess where we all share our selfloving orgasms. Betty confessed she didn't have her orgasm due to exhaustion, but everyone else had one or more grand orgasms once Betty announced it was time for our "Erotic Recess."
*love*
I just love this piece. Who knew that women get erections just like men:
1:40 minutes running time
Betty held her bodysex workshops for over 25 years - sexual conscious raising is how she describes it. She is one of the few feminists to create a new image of women's liberated sexuality.
Sheila Shea (the woman who assisted Betty's early groups), Marisa Black, Liandra Dahl, Davina Ingenue, Sayaka Adachi and me, Carlin. We are all in the circle to recreate a workshop. It's all here: the group share, genital show and tell, guided masturbation and the erotic recess where we all share our selfloving orgasms. Betty confessed she didn't have her orgasm due to exhaustion, but everyone else had one or more grand orgasms once Betty announced it was time for our "Erotic Recess."
*love*
This is my favorite self portrait of Betty. She painted it in in the 1950s. I love her perky breasts, long hair - she still has the same ass.
I wonder if she knew then that she was going to be the greatest sex positive feminist of all time.
Click here to view Betty's Fine Art Gallery
You know how you can read a book and it takes forever to "get into it"? Or, worse, it fucking drags on forever to give you something so sub-par that it's like a literary orgasmic letdown (coughcough*Jodi Picoult*coughcough)? If not, consider yourself lucky.
I'm a finicky person. A finicky eater, dresser, and ESPECIALLY a finicky reader. Odds are, anything you hand me, I won't like. I don't read past the first chapter if the book sucks. I'm extremely brutal when critiquing others' works, too.
Part I - From Fashion Illustrator to Fine Artist
Betty started her career as a fine artist. Her landscapes quickly became nudes. Her nudes starting having sex and then they started masturbating. She was swept up into the Sexual Revolution and the Women's Movement. Her experiences with group sex taught her one thing: women weren't having orgasms. That was all going to change if Betty had anything to say about it.
After
ten years of publishing my research project on healing genital shame,
it is with a heavy heart that I inform you I must take down my Genital
Art Gallery.
Here is a question that I answered via email from a woman who attended my food and sex co-presentation. I'm planning on making an audio version for sale too. I listed this position on the PowerPoint slide we used for suggested positions, however, the presentation moved on before all the positions could be described. The "right angles" position was one of them. We'll call the woman asking the question Sienna. Her reply to my answer is below as well. The pic I used for this blog post is from Sex For One from a drawing by my mentor, Betty Dodson. She and her late webmaster, Grant Taylor, counted this position among their favorites.
On Sunday Ms. Betty Dodson turned 79 years young. No one ever believes her age...Mitzu totally thought I was lying (I told him that a life of sexual pleasure keeps you young).
I can't imagine my life without Betty. It's like I wasn't living before I met her and I know that many of you feel the same way. Her generosity of spirit, her clear heart and mind, and her ability to take hold and pull us all up with her sets her apart as one of the true heroes for our time. I love you Betty.
P.S. we're headed to St Lucia for some much needed R&R with the task of scripting out our first video series for the site. Betty's is going to story board everything - I'll be taking a ton of video - and we'll be posting samples here for your comments.
This is a pic of us in Havana. You'll note the one-legged man behind us. He trailed us the entire trip (yes, you know that Betty gave him some money).
We knew each other about 4 months when we took this trip. You can see our instant chemistry. I think that if you can travel to a place with a new business partner without being able to use your credit cards or cell phones AND STILL LIKE EACH OTHER that it says alot.
Cuba was amazing and being there with Betty was an honor.
There's always been something about self gratification that will always bring a smile to my face, possibly because of the fact that I love orgasms but what person doesn't. Growing up I would always managed to get a hold of my older brother's porno stash and just be completely intrigued at what they were doing. Needless to say a 5 year old doesn't really know too much about his anatomy and what it's capable of doing but I always knew it looked like a shit load of fun. So by the time I was 12 or so I began to realize how good it felt to touch my self and never thought anything was wrong with it, until someone said masturbation was wrong and one hell of a sin. Needless to
say, that didn't stop me from having porn filled weekends when I was home alone and cum soaked napkins by my bed.
In the
fifties long before Roe vs. Wade, abortions were illegal but available
if you could raise the money. I had to make difficult phone calls using
code names until I finally found a person who could help. With five one
hundred dollar bills in my purse, half of it mine and the other half
from my boyfriend, I met my contact at the Stage Delicatessen on Sixth
Avenue.