Psychedelic Erotic Art – Inspired Recollection of a Forgotten Love

Igor Piačka Gallery

Psychedelic Erotic Art – Inspired Recollection of a Forgotten Love

Inspiring work!!

Slightly Erotic Psychedelic Art, Igor Piačka Gallery
Slightly Erotic Psychedelic Art, Igor Piačka Gallery

Most of my recent psychedelic erotic art has been limited to the digital landscape. This has me itching to put paint to canvas to bring my digital creations into physical reality. It may be the norm to go from canvas to digital, but…I’m not surprised at ll to be finding myself doing things backwards.

In actual fact, I had completely forgotten that I had any artistic interest or talents until I started doing the photo manipulations in a couple years ago. Completely forgotten!! I’m exclaiming here because painting on canvas and drawing in a sketch pad was what I SPENT THE MAJORITY OF MY TIME DOING during my last two years of high school.

I had finally landed a decent foster home and was able to remain there for nearly two years. It was my longest placement in the five years that I was in foster care. The family who fostered me had a finished basement with a large basin, laundry area, and space to set up a small art studio for myself. I was also the only teenager in the house, the other foster child there was only 10 months old, so essentially, I had the space to myself.

I spent countless hours in that space.  I was most proud of my rendition of Def Leppard’s Hysteria album cover. I almost exclusively painted with oils.

Def Leppard’s “Hysteria” Album Cover

When I wasn’t painting, I was in my room drawing portraits of Jim Morrison and whatever artwork graced the inserts of my favorite CDs; alot of Danzig in those days. I also gave people portraits I had drawn of them as holiday gifts.


I replicated a painting of a spear fisherman for an art class. I don’t remember what he said, but I remember my art teacher coming down really hard on me in his critique of my work, and I remember crying in the girl’s bathroom over it.

I took that painting with me when I got my first apartment and displayed it proudly during my college years. Sadly, I have no idea what became of it since then.


It is both sad and scary to realize that I had completely forgotten about this entire part of myself until now, 20 years later. Wow.


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