Five years ago I was at a conference in Wakefield. The hotel had a rather nice meeting/banqueting room with this picture forming part of the decor:
I was muchly amused that it had been hung upside down. An Impressionistic image, inversely identified as it were. Or perhaps enacting a hybrid of impressionism and surrealism.
I was delighted this week when a friend had attended a conference at the hotel, and sent me the above phone snap to verify that it was still struggling with it’s orientation.
(To save you turning your computer upside down, this is what it might be intended to present as:)