I bought an orange ceramic lily the other day, mostly because I couldn’t decide what to hang above my bed. I’d considered the usual options: a framed photo of my family, an abstract painting that probably meant something, but ultimately, none of it felt right. Then I saw it—the lily, bold and orange, like something you’d find in the waiting room of a dentist’s office that secretly wants to be modern artwork but isn’t quite sure how to pull it off.The lily is medium-sized, and I liked the way the petals seemed to reach out from the wall, as though it were trying to escape. The keyhole on the back made it clear: this was a flower meant for the wall, not for a vase. It was wall mounted art, after all – wall art decor that screamed, “I have taste,” while simultaneously whispering, “Please, no one mention it ever again.”I hung it above the bed, figuring the sheer audacity of an orange ceramic lily would work in a room that had been a little too safe for too long. I don't know if it’s a conversation starter or a conversation killer, but every morning when I wake up and look at it, I think, “Well, that’s one less thing to worry about when deciding what to hang above a bed.”