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Book About People Who Do Something Sexy
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Bohemian Taboo Stories - Book About People, Who Do Something Sexy
Bohemians are usually artists - painters, photographers, poets, sculptors. Bohemia is the westernmost and largest historical region of Czech Republic. There is great history in erotic art in Czech Republic, Czechoslovakia or Austria-Hungary before. We give to the world such a great erotic artist as Egon Schiele, Alphonse Mucha, Frantisek Drtikol, Jan Saudek, Toyen, Robert Vano, Kája Saudek and many others have come from or worked in this part of the world. The very first erotic film in history was Gustav Machatý's Ecstasy from 1933 and the oldest clay statue depicting a naked woman in the world is the rare Venus of Věstonice.
‚Bohemian Taboo Stories – Book about people, who do something sexy‘, is a book aiming to contribute to destigmatisation of taboo eroticism or human sexuality as well as to discourse on true moral values in a society where eroticism and sex usually appear as another issue, instead of dealing with the true problems. The book is a collection of twenty interesting stories of people from Prague, The Czech Republic, who found the courage to get to know themselves as well as their bodies and their true erotic needs and, in their profession or leisure time, chose a direction which eroticism and sex is, in one way or another, reflected, whether directly.
To be found in the Bohemian Taboo Stories book, are stories of people from the most varied spheres. From scientists working for the Laboratory of evolution sexology and psychopathology within the National Institute of Mental Health, historians, actors, artists, performers, writers, psychologists, photographers, sexual assistants to organizers of fetish events and many other.
The readers therefore have an opportunity to identify with some of those Stories which could show them a way to come to terms with themselves and to live in harmony with their inner disposition in a manner that would not lead to hurting others as well as themselves owing to barriers which they constructed within themselves as a result of social conventions and stereotypes and which do not allow them to live their lives fully or, worse still, make them feel traumatized by guilt or shame. They will also be able to gain a deeper understanding of people who are wrongly described as deviants and perceived as dangerous or at least strange. The aim of the Bohemian Taboo company is to open discussions about those topics, teach public about erotic art, help to create better education program and help individuals who are feeling frustrated by society.
It is also accompanied with illustrations and photographs and, in respect of content as well as graphic design, it is expected to be among the most interesting books on the book market in recent years. At the same time, the publishing of the book expected to be accompanied by discussions and pop-up exhibitions.
Founder Bohemian Taboo is currently processing numerous other themes and experiences of interesting people and new topics are constantly coming in. It is therefore very likely the book will have a sequel.
Although people whose stories are presented in the book come from or live in the Czech Republic, the theme in question is universal and relevant also within the international context, above all, within the transatlantic civilization. For this reason, we would like to translate Bohemian Taboo Stories in to English if we see your interest and support.
And then, one day… I am putting away linen, brought home after mangling, to a linen cupboard. We put it on the very bottom shelf so I am bent down, my back facing my father and his minions.
“Wouldn’t you like to have her?” I immediately stand up straight as if hearing a gunshot. Father’s buddies appear amused. I feel like being stripped naked. I turn red and, for a moment, I am unable to speak.
I am struggling to wriggle out of a hot, heavy net they threw on me. I feel it as deep as my throat, it pulls me down to the floor. I cannot allow this to happen. Where are my reins? Didn’t I feel it firmly in my hands in the past? Unable to see, I am trying to feel what is around me and… Here they are! I squeeze them so hard, they tear my skin. The pain, exhaustion from many years of defending myself, as if both falling down from my shoulders, into the net, into the earth, into hell and in comes the long-desired rage. Never again I’m letting go of it. From now on I am the one to decide my direction. Starting from now. “What? You can’t be serious! How do you dare?” I went completely berserk. I am running to my mum, I feel feverish, I am screaming, tears running down my cheeks. Mother looks somewhat bewildered. I shake here, only lightly but she suddenly seems to me as lost in her own world. There is no way I am putting up with this! I pick up the phone and call the emergency helpline.
We are partying, partying, partying and the life is picking up the full speed and there is no way of stopping it. There is no way of stopping me. I am picking up girls and fuck some of them from time to time… Just kidding, I always fuck them. Shit, there something missing there… there is something missing there again, like in the fairy tale from my childhood. So I go out and buy some police handcuffs. I install the space bar behind the bed. Mother pretends she knows nothing about it. Her Christian upbringing prevents her from talking about it with me. And there is no need, anyway. She respects me and is let me live. I have my freedom and I am grateful for it.
Girls leave my room with bruises on their wrists. The handcuffs are made of disgusting heavy iron. It must be bloody painful. But this is the way we want it. I want it this way… Hang on!… Is it really what she wants too? I am not an idiot and so I ask my own conscience whether I know for sure she wants it this way… A bit of tightening up, a bit of strangulation, a bit of immobilization… Yes! That’s exactly it. Man is a form of predator and all of them want to be fucked properly sometimes… But the upset girl I am on the top of might mean the “NO! NO! NO!” of hers fucking seriously…
My body has grown scarily taller. There is something sticking out everywhere. I look completely different than those pretty, proportionate girls worshipped and pampered by everybody in may class. My legs are endless, I am not even able to fit them under the school desk! I could put a pint glass on each of my hips. Small, sunken eyes, disgustingly high cheekbones. As if evil goblin creators had an argument, each of them pulling a different part of my body. They shout over one another: I am the most important! No, I am! Let go! They are pulling in every direction. The only somehow forgot my slim waist. But it will not be seen by anybody anyway. Because I hide it in the depths of huge sweatshirts, the largest that can be bought in my little town. I am trying to hide my awkward legs but all skirts are too short for me. I make my eyes up all around with black Kajal pencil and cover my already pale complexion with baby powder. I saw it in pictures on the internet. I see it as amusing. Finally, I can make some change. It actually does not matter what change; the main thing is that I can be different at last. There is no point to compare myself with anybody because I simply am different.
| Author: | Michal Rejzek, Marketa Mathauser Malinova, Linda Urbaskova, Lubos Y. Kolacek, Edna Kinbaku, Marketa Lustigova, Tomas Dianiska, Katerina Saparova, Otto M. Urban |
| Cover, graphic design: | Tomas Cikan |
| First edition: | 1500 |
| Language: | Czech |
| Number of pages: | 352 |
| Photo: | Lucie Kout, Petr Jedinak, Henryk Mrejzek, Robert Rambousek, Danny Worm, Leah Takata, Vaclav Jirasek, Bet Orten, Martin Faltejsek |
| Print: | Grafico s. r. o. |
| Proofreading: | Hana Lundiakova |
| Publisher: | Bohemian Taboo s. r. o. |
| Surface treatment: | plastic cover with censor function |
| Tisk: | Grafico s. r. o. |
| Typesetting: | Tomas Cikan |
| Binding: | Paperback |
| Weight: | 1440 g |
| Note: | 20 chapters, 38 illustrations a 55 photographs |
| Size: | 264 x 215 x 32 mm |
| ISBN: | 978-80-270-6226-3 |
| EAN: | 9788027062263 |
| Editor: | Lubos Y. Kolacek |
| Year of issue: | 2019 |
Bohemian Taboo is a platform designed to support education, personal development, contemporary art, queer and other alternative communities, biohacking, research, aesthetic medicine, counseling, provocative events, assistance to disadvantaged groups and all other possible, so far little known, unsupported, tabooed or unjustly censored activities that overlap into the field of personal intimacy, sexuality and eroticism - erotic art and sexual wellbeing, i.e. what we call the development of erotic intelligence.
