I remember a story.
During my higher education days one of the guys who considered himself to be an artist brought a painting for a library wall. The next day he was furious that the librarian had hung it on the wall upside down

Nobody knew what it was, we didn't see anything in it. But he assured us that it's a mother with a kid, showcasing the mother's busy lifestyle that interferes with the child's well being ( or something like that)


