Stuff and Moonshine

I was once in a museum gallery full of (mildly) erotic Greek pottery, and came to suspect it was no more than the ancient equivalent of a "World's Greatest Lover" coffee mug, since after looking at a few of them, the same mass-produced compositions and phrases kept cropping up. Some craftsman back in the past must have woken every morning thinking "ho hum, another day, another hundred-dozen vases to decorate with cute young guys being chased by amorous gods/goddesses."