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Louis Jay
for the Tom of Finland Foundation

All images should be credited.
© Michael Kirwan

The Artist's Statement and Curator's Statement for this event appears below the images.

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Fare (2003)
Michael Kirwan
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  Kwik Kink (1983)
Michael Kirwan
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  No Emergency (c. 1998)
Michael Kirwan
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Artist's Statement

I'm an illustrator. I'm sent a piece of fiction from an editor at a publishing house and directed to supplement the writing with an appropriate drawing. This is how I make my living.

These characters and scenarios do not spring from the well of my own personal fantasies, they are the by-product of the job that I perform in the adult magazine industry. I create these colorful representations as an income generating necessity.

That said, I'd like to mention that when I first got involved in this field back in the very early 90s. I researched what other illustrators were submitting and was pretty dismayed by what I discovered.

The women were depicted as vacuous interchangeable blow-up dolls who betrayed neither emotion or personality.

The men, when they were even allowed in the frame, were shown as nebbish, creepy little perverts who slobbered and grasped shamelessly at the preternaturally lovely women accommodating them.

This industry standard didn't sit well with me. I felt that it was insulting to have the stand-in for the male readers to be such an offensive creature. I looked at these magazines and resented being associated with the lowest common denominator representing the male of the species. So, I first determined to upgrade the male characters and provide the viewers with someone more like themselves.

I created guys with faces, bodies, posture and attitude that actually could seduce these glamorous beauties. No one at the editorial desk said anything. The male characters were so extraneous, so irrelevant to the subject matter, that they were practically an invisible component to the image. As the guys became more sympathetic and believable (honestly, the old troll model couldn't have bagged ANY attractive women without a suitcase full of money and roofies) I turned my attention to the female characters. I began experimenting with different body types and facial structures that revealed a sense of self, a determination and maybe even a humorous understanding of the situation.

This time the editors did weigh in on my taking such license with their vision. They insisted that I return to the tried and true replica of what they imagined their readers required; brain-dead, passive, orgasmic nymphomaniacs of unparalleled beauty.

It just was in me. I needed the money from these jobs but if it wasn't going to be fun for me (and demeaning women with this 1950s fantasy role wasn't something that interested me at all) I had to pursue other avenues to finance my life.

Luckily, a good friend and very astute editor understood my goals and abilities. Nye Willden, working at the Dugent Corporation, started sending me stories from some of their fringe titles to illustrate. From then on I drew for Nugget (a veritable cornucopia of fetish themes), Plumpers & Big Women (with the obvious subject matter), Sugah (Black women) and few other miscellaneous books that allowed me to explore male sexual tastes beyond the accepted norm.

Many of the women described in the various stories were not what I considered "hot" (if left to my own devices the blondes would all look like Sue Lyons in Night of the Iguana and the brunettes would resemble Ava Gardner in Thee Killers) but I wasn't being paid to showcase my personal preferences. If the author lovingly talked about a triple amputee I had to see her through his eyes. If another writer waxed ephemeral about a 400-pound charmer than it was my duty to make her as sexually desirable as was within my capabilities. These "marginal" characters became almost my exclusive territory as the majority of artists doing this kind of work could not vault the hurdle of their own revulsion. I took a great deal of pleasure in humanizing these characters and investing them with both personality and sexuality,

I don't judge people. It's not my job. But illustrating porn is my job and I take pride in the fact that none of my randy little creations is debased, demeaned or derided for being different. They're horny, happy and human. I see each scene through each of the character's eyes, and everybody always sees what they like.

— Michael Kirwan

Curator's Statement

It is simple. Michael Kirwan has given us the heroic reminder that everyone is sexy to someone. At some time. And some place. Soft lights. Night lights. Under the brazenness of fluorescents. Always surrendering to the calls of the animal. Torrid. Tender. Turgid. Torn, at times, but not tormented. Lurid and lewd. Like a sex side show. And as real as anything on TV. Kirwan shows us, us. And that we all have it. And want it. Beauty is has where it lurks. Kirwan'[s work takes us to places where we can pry it forth. And relish all the colors of lust.

Curator, Tom of Finland Foundation