Betty's Memoir

I'm releasing my memoir as an ebook for the holidays.  Here's the foreword:

As a little girl, I dreamed of becoming a famous artist. Throughout those early years into adulthood, my search for artistic expression was supported by my family, friends and society at large. Everyone approved of art and creative artists were greatly admired. Years later, when I began to search for new creative forms of sexual expression, only a handful of people understood. Most warned me against taking this path. It wasn't fair I reasoned; if a man could have many lovers and sexual adventures, why not a woman? Most people said I'd be socially ostracized or labeled a "slut" or "whore" if I went beyond serial monogamy. That made me more determined than ever to explore my sexual options. Five years of formal art training had taught me well: The creative process was about defying convention to seek my own vision. It seemed reasonable that I would learn about sex the same way- I'd defy convention and seek my own vision through a variety of sexual experiences.

Baubo is one of many wild Grecian goddesses of sacred sexuality, the Crone- a wise old woman who is full of irreverent joy and comically lewd behavior. She has been called the belly goddess of laughter and obscenity, a refreshing contrast to contemporary images of old age. Baubo also represents three aspects of women's lives: sexuality, old age and transformative personal power though sexual liberation. Instead of an old woman ravaged by time with nothing about her that is remotely sexual, Baubo radiates her Crone sexual energy with a functioning postmenopausal orgasmic vulva! This concept upsets all societies that scorn or totally deny older women's sexuality.

Halloween is the witch's new year.  We all got together at Betty's and Barbara Carrellas did the ritual. The separation between the living and the dead is the thinnest on All Hallows Eve so we each conjured someone from the hereafter and then we wrote down on a piece of paper what we want to let go of and burned it.  

Here are the pics: flickr/halloween.

Betty and I spent the weekend in the Catskills at the Daka/Dakini Fall Conference. For those of you who don't know what tantra is it's basically eastern principles of sexuality. We were their keynote speakers.

Driving up to the Shandelee Lake Inn was no easy task. My gps was fucked, my mapquest directions were shit, and we drove in circles for 30 minutes. Then I decided to just relax. I knew I had to head north and west so I would just follow the signs. We arrived by osmosis.

I can't tell you how much I enjoyed the conference. The inn was an old bed and breakfast that you can rent out for private events so we were their only guests.

Look at that tongue!  Yes, Betty is really bad and that's why we love her.  The man in the pic is Tex Williams who wanted Betty to endorse his vibrator "The Prelude".  However, his vibe would heat up and the woman had to use pot holders to hold them in Betty's bodysex groups.  Her response to his offer, "I wouldn't endorse that piece of shit".  I think the pic says it all.

So we're still in Beverly Hills soaking up the sun.  We didn't do our regular video podcast because we spent the whole day shooting the perveratti and their "Best Betty Story" for our documentary on Betty's life.  Then we had dinner with Dana Dane of Erocktavision and plotted our next Sex Skills Series.  I'm getting ready to watch one of Dana's lebsian erotica dvds right now....have to borrow the Hitachi from Betty's room.

This was written by Eric Francis - we read our horoscope every day at his site planetwaves.com:

It was indeed Betty Dodson, the author of Sex for One, who gave women permission to possess, love and experience the clitoris. She loves this photo and I'm sharing it with you on the occasion of her 80th birthday. (Much gratitude to the model, Tori, for her generous offering.) Betty sometimes goes by the name Clitty Ann and does a little puppet routine with her pussy. She has been teaching about sex for quite and she does it every day. You might almost think she was...sent here.

Just a few flickr pics: Betty's 80th Bday. It was my camera - I only took a few because I was having such a good time. Perse took more and I'll post them tomorrow.

Rae Allen wrote this poem for Betty and read it aloud at her bday celebration last night - a sit down dinner for 40 people:

Is Betty really Bad? She has and is living an enviable life... An estimable artist... As an enviable sexual adventurer... As a great and loving friend to some, and a great and loving lover to others...

And as always, as a grand lover of life and living... As a breaker and wrecker of boundaries, sexual moral and philosophical.

She glides thru vaginal and penile joys and worries on the wings of perfumed knowledge...

She strews the world with sweetness, humor and deep affection

She knows all and all of us and all about us

Is Betty bad really? I call this goodness monumental and all giving good good goodness! no regrets, nothing undone - all done.

Just good, good, good, good, Betty

From Beverly Hills with love - the story of how Betty went from fine artist to sex educator: