I wrote a column on a John Keats poem this morning. Initially it was a Hyperion-X, but when it got cut down to regular column, not only did the racy talk have to go, but some of the pictures. There is nothing pornographic about them, but they are erotic. I present them here (and if you're easily offended, don't look).
No way this Leonardo painting makes the regular column. Pretty sweet, though. 
She looks so bored! 
You go, Ancient Greeks!
Nothing really offensive about this one, but it's more of a "Gather Ye Rosebuds" kind of painting. 
You see, I really respect these people. They can't wait until after the party. Hell, they can't even wait to get upstairs!
I have no idea what the hell is going on here. 
The painting right above this one? It's a freaking basket of fruit by comparison. What the hell, man? 
This was the last to get cut. I almost thought I could pass this water-maiden off as a Devon Maid.
No way this Leonardo painting makes the regular column. Pretty sweet, though. 
She looks so bored! 
You go, Ancient Greeks!
Nothing really offensive about this one, but it's more of a "Gather Ye Rosebuds" kind of painting. 
You see, I really respect these people. They can't wait until after the party. Hell, they can't even wait to get upstairs!
I have no idea what the hell is going on here. 
The painting right above this one? It's a freaking basket of fruit by comparison. What the hell, man?
This was the last to get cut. I almost thought I could pass this water-maiden off as a Devon Maid. 