Sure to brighten up even the dullest of dinner parties, no doubt.
I am told this particular papier-mache apple has quite a history of it, created by one they call Siggy and then passed from person to person, house to house since its original creation many moons ago. It is a parting gift from gee_tar, who is moving out this month.
Also, by popular demand, meet Kitchen Frankenstein, whose face graces our kitchen wall.
As befits a future donation to the Museum of Bad Art, this fellow was trashpicked and installed by surrealestate solely because he was big enough to cover up a large hole. Note that it's unsigned and that its dimensions are not rectangular in the slightest, which means it's only flush with the ceiling. But it sure does cover that hole.