While they often presented themselves as bodybuilders’ publications, their chuckle-prompting titles — Torso, Adonis, Honcho, Mandate — didn’t lie. Gay men’s magazines of decades past were bought by gay men who wanted to look at the erotic illustrations of well- built male bodies therein. Because any- one known to possess such material in the homophobic 1950s and 1960s could experience serious consequences, men hid the magazines under their mat- tresses. These illustrations have now inspired a traveling exhibition, Stroke: From Under the Mattress to the Museum Wall. Curated by notable erotic artist Robert W. Richards and orig- inating at the Leslie-Lohman Museum of Gay and Lesbian Art, the popular show contains 24 original illustrations that ap- peared in gay magazines from the 1950s to the 1990s. It also looks at how gay men, forced into the closet during those decades, used these pictures to explore their sexuality intimately. It additionally serves as a showcase for the artists in- volved. On view are works by two dozen top artists of the times, including Touko Laaksonen (Tom of Finland), Antonio Lopez (Antonio), and David Martin.More
Producer, writer, and activist who produced shows like All in the Family, Sanford and Son, and Maude, is awarded the 2016 Freedom of Expression Award after a screening of the new documentary Norman Lear: Just Another Version of You.More
At the main festival ground on Saturday July 23rd and Sunday July 24th at Fort Mason Center, we welcome many celebrities from Japan, including WORLD ORDER, Silent Siren, Wednesday Campanella, GARNiDELiA, Mitz Mangrove, and many more, and we will also host a variety of events, including J-POP LIVE concerts, Meet & Greet sessions, Q&A with special guests, Interactive Summit, Travel Pavilion, Ramen & Sake Summit, dance, karaoke,cosplay and'J-POP Queen' drag contests.More
At this year’s Bay to Breakers, you can’t drink alcohol. You can’t bring a float. You can’t pee in someone’s driveway, and you can’t throw up in a bush. “Borrrrring!” you might think. But there is still one way to make B2B the most scandalous thing you’ve ever done, and it’s simple: At the starting line, take off your shirt, take off your shorts, rip off your underwear, and just run naked. Seriously. Do it naked. Take off your clothes and run seven miles. Please. As for the particulars of running naked — about any of the dangers that may (cough) arise — you need only consult the Bare to Breakers website, which has a staggeringly long guide to running this thing al fresco, full of chapters such as “Anatomy” and “Hats.” If you’re too delicate to run seven sweaty miles naked past news vans (you were okay peeing all over Tehama Street, weren’t you?) how about going full-pale for just a few blocks? Or why don’t you roll around in some body paint? Show the man that he can’t keep you down! Which is not to say that men shouldn’t remain, er, down.
Sun., May 20, 7 a.m., 2012