Originally assumed Sturges would be a bit of a pedophile, but none of this work (or his others) are obviously erotic. Rather these are family pictures, of gentle, casual nudity, just as so many great photogs did casual pictures of people in everyday life. Yes, the jaded can insert eroticism, but I found the pictures to be friendly, as I would approve (with care and caution) for my own daughters and sons. Sturges admits to a factor of eros, but that exists in mainstream magazines, films, etc., to a much greater extent because they are intentionally sexy, and try hard to become borderline porno. In Sturges' work I found no porn, no sexiness, no commercial push, just a pleasing image, as one would find a great artwork, a landscape, a fine wine. The beauty of young women, and I admit I'm smitten with Misty Dawn, is timeless, clothed or not. Along with Hamilton, I find Sturges' work calming, a reminder that there really is beauty in the world, not just the everyday ugliness (like Hollywood glamour). Real people, real beauty, real world. If you aren't comfortable with honest nudity, don't buy this art. I'm a man, and not at all ashamed of appreciating the opposite sex, as I have discovered they appreciate men and boys. Sex isn't dirty, and doesn't need to be pornographic to be enjoyed. Put in its proper place(thanks mom and dad), such as art, it can simply be appreciated for what it is. I like portraits, whether face or full body or in between, and these portraits are lovely. If your friends aren't dirty-minded, this is one of an assortment of great coffee table books.