I sometimes accuse my wife of attempting to cover every square inch of space on our walls and shelves with, um, stuff. Don’t get me wrong; she picks out first-rate stuff, but I do enjoy the peacefulness of an occasional blank surface.
So, I’m hoping that she’s not reading this, and then clicking over to see this.
[Although, I confess that the idea of such offbeat ceiling-mounted art installations does have some appeal.]