After sixteen years of sitting in the same spot at work, I have to move to another floor in the building, at least temporarily, because of remodeling. The building has a lot of original art, and some of it is very good, but I won’t be appreciating what I will see every time I look up from my desk. I’ve heard several different interpretations of this picture and a similar one next to it, and none of them are very positive, including my own.
Fish? Intestines? Urk.