Long ago, in the age of rickety vaudeville acts, tawdry peep shows, and dimestore nickelodeons, people scoffed at the notion of film as an art form. A hundred years later, movies are screened in "art houses," and in university we scored a B+ in a class called "Film as Art." So it’s no biggie that filmmaker Andrew Blake thinks himself an artist. Except that some of his artwork involves naked, writhing women impaled on a double-sided dildo. So what, you're not a prude, are you? We spoke to Blake about his work, his art, and his perpetually naked assistant.

You see yourself as an erotic artist, but surely there must be people out there who are just using your work to get off.

I think that’s wonderful, it means I’m doing my job. I am fully behind the element of getting off, but you can approach it in different ways.