I love the cheesy rococo art movement. It just sings about over the top taboo desires. One of my favorites is this marble sculpture at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts.
Jean-baptise Aguste Cleainger
"Bacchante and Satyr"
I find this sculpture to be sexually charged with mischief and intent; just look at the expressions on their faces. The Bacchante is a party girl. She drinks, fucks, and has a good time all the time in the naked name of a mystery religion. Her facial expression is one of intoxication as her body language is inviting the faun to play. The faun is posed just as provocatively, just look at his left leg. He knows what to expect and has no shame to it.
All this sexual desire bottled up in the virtue of good taste and opulent decoration. Bravo rococo!
Everyone likes sex...
...everyone like art about sex.