Slightly different approach to show the exotic ceiling of the Library of Congress. This is how you could decorate a place before Martha Stewart arrived on the scene and we all started using drapes and grey paint.

This is the simplest of several I have done of this space. I've said it before and I'll say it again: decorating a ceiling to this level is rather like your mum buying expensive underwear. Really, who's going to bother to give it that much attention to make it worth the money? I've read that the ancient Greeks sculpted their building statues in the round, going to the time and expense of carving the unseen backsides of their creations on the grounds the Gods could see it even if we couldn't. I admire the level of application but shudder at the cost. And the teasing element around the fact we cannot enjoy what is there to the degree we could if it was a coffee table at some comfortable eye level, rather than hidden by distance and our distate for looking directly above us.

Then I remind myself I am probably doing a similar act, labouring over minor details of an image that no one but me will have any awareness of. So here is a small glimpse at the roof in flawed relation to an arch and pillars.