This is one of my favourite Jack Vettriano paintings
Partly because, from my perspective, the relationship between the man and the woman is not as obvious as it may first appear.
The scene is clearly a ‘gentleman’s club’. A woman is beginning a dance for a man who is seated upon a red leather bench in front of her. We cannot see the man’s face, but there is something in the shape his left hand is making that suggests his arousal, his need, his wanting to touch her. Behind his head there is a mirror that shows the reflection of a middle-aged man and a presumably young woman. They appear to me to be entering a room together, something beyond striptease.
The pose of the woman in the foreground with her back to us is provocative. She is a typical Vettriano woman – sensual and sexy without being perfect. There is a lovely tilt to her hip, and one can imagine the silk of her stockinged leg brushing against the man’s trousers as she moves.
She appears to represent the man’s plaything and yet I’m not sure I see it like that. Many will disagree, but I see her as possessing power. He has paid his money but somehow this dance is on her terms. Perhaps it is the fact that she is standing and he is seated, possibly there is something in her stance that is predatory. It could be that the monetary transaction has betrayed his weakness. His desire has given her control.
Yet it is not the ambivalence I see in the painting that I most enjoy.
What I really I adore is how it reminds me of the pleasure of a truly private striptease – one by a woman for her lover – a submissive for her Master.
What she wears, designed to thrill
The way she moves so seductively and sensually.
How she carefully choreographs herself to the music.
The thrust of her hips.
The slight sway of her sweet breasts.
The proudly erect nipples.
The amazingly sexy wiggle of her marvellous arse.
The achingly submissive look in her eyes.
The toss of her hair.
The way she strokes herself.
Her parted thighs.
The rising excitement as each garment is removed.
The certainty of her gorgeous nakedness in my arms when the music stops
The deep pleasure we both get…
I feel myself stiffen as I write…
I would recommend it to lovers everywhere.
A version of this post was originally made in my blog Love Affair Diary under the title of A Recommendation to Dance.
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The painting is of course by Jack Vettriano