Dean Henry

An erotic trove of intimate drawings were discovered at the turn of the 21st century by the granddaughter of a retired commercial artist in the northern United States. Little is known apart from a name, Dean Henry, and several hundred delicate watercolours: portraits perhaps of the author and his lovers, male and female, together, alone, each within a defined ecstatic state. Henry’s is a timeless narrative of mutual and self-pleasure, where little is known and little will be known. The watercolours are exhibited here for the first time in any commercial gallery.