Francois Boucher gives us a totally 100% authentic scene from mythology, definitely, we promise you guys.

It'd be hard to get more Rococo than this image of two be-rougéd, vaguely-pubescent naked people playfully poking each other's faces in a forest setting. Sure, the hunter goddess Diana and her retinue were usually depicted wearing either practical leather tunics or nothin' at all, but when it came time for Francois Boucher to choose between respecting tradition and painting great big colorful fabric-blobs, he was a cloth man every time.

We're pretty much going entirely off of Boucher's word that any of this is mythology-related at all; we're basically looking at two ladies taking a nap with some hunting equipment. Boucher seems to have been aware of just how half-assedly he shoehorned the mythical aspect into this thing, too, considering he didn't try to convince anybody that Diana was even in the picture. People don't seem to have been terribly bothered by it, though—Rococo was all about acceptable, PG-13-level naughtiness, so saying “Yeah, they're naked and getting frisky, but don't worry, despite a total lack of anything suggesting this to be the case, those women are totally the devotees of a goddess who demanded chastity” was exactly the sort of thing that got your work on the aristocrats' walls.

The Rococo movement (from a French word meaning “tee-hee!”) placed a lot of its focus on colorful pastel-y scenes of generalized mischief and merriment, without a lot of emotional heft attached to anything. You were basically supposed to hang this stuff on whatever wall most needed brightening up and then kind of forget about it. This sort of decorative, surface-level approach led a lot of contemporary critics to dismiss the Rococo movement as disposable kitsch. But here we are just 29 years shy of this baby's 300^th birthday and we've still got a lot to say about it, so looks like Boucher gets the last laugh (in this case, a demure titter behind the hand).