jupitersterrain four

22.14

right and the japanese hag has already tucked into my cunt earlier today and this is her ... and it is not welcome to any more of it orlrihgt 


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he man and woman have their arms raised, fists clenched, as they brace against the extreme heat

cavities were found to bear spooky imprints of faces, flesh, clothes

Giuseppe Fiorelli discovered how to pour plaster of paris into the recesses to create the terrible, beautiful statues of suffering that leave you so haunted

by what is undoubtedly one of the most momentous archaeological exhibitions ever staged

this is the most moving by far

the emperor Tiberius indulged in "disgusting vices"

But you can't not love the Romans after seeing this exhibition. They are such an intimate mirror of ourselves

the amusing garden statue of the god Pan having sex with a goat


a mosaic of sea creatures that looks just like seafood stew you can eat today in nearby Naples. Wooden furniture, carbonised, survives in its crafted elegance. A joky picture of a skeleton with two wine jugs comments mordantly on the perils of booze. A life-sized bronze hare is a food mould, to make hare-shaped cakes or pâtés.
This exhibition is overflowing with beautiful art. And yet no one will leave it talking about art history. Art here is an accessory to life

The Romans were not the ancient Greeks, much as they tried to emulate them. Whereas classical Athens five centuries before the eruption of Vesuvius had created timeless classical monuments, the fascination of the art here is that it is so realistic and playful

Pompeii's erotic paintings are amazingly frank. The Romans were practical people, and art does not get more practical than when it is pornographic


n the exhibition's most unforgettable painting, a man and woman are trying out a new position while a slave waits in attendance, in case they need anything

It is a glimpse of a world that is the same yet other. Roman life was fantastically civilised and truly barbaric. The lifestyle of the rich depended on using other human beings like we use machines

Only the industrial revolution would make it possible to reproduce such lifestyles


with its glimpses of bone beneath the flesh

an encounter with a flawed, fascinating and miraculous society, with sex and death, with the human epic



NOW LISTEN FAGGOT YOU DO NOT MIRROR ME IN ANY WAY YOU ARE EMPLOYED IN MY CARE AND THEY ARE GOING TO SACK YOU THE MINUTE YOU START TO SUCCEED DOH 

YOU DOPEY OLD MARE STAY AWAY FROM MY CUNT YOU VILE AND ODIOUS 
HAG YOUR FAMILY ARE CURSED FOR SEVEN GENERATIONS