Some art is hard to plan for

In the 1990s, when the kitchen nook was being built, I should have caught the carpenters at work installing a light switch in the wrong place. I should have said, "Listen, on Christmas Eve, 2008, the sun is going to rise at just the right moment, and at a certain particular angle, that will cast a silhouette of Karen working on a crossword puzzle on the wall opposite the nook table. If you put the switch there, it will cut off part of her head."

But I didn't.