You had me until I clicked on the link to see the picture. Four two by twos and a plastic bowl do not equal a million dollars, insurance claim denied. They should thank the cleaner for not trying to tidy up the area and throw the whole thing away.
You Philistine!!!

You clearly do not understand art. Or is it "art"?
In college, I worked part time hanging "art" in the school's art museum. Besides the fact that the curator was a flamer (lavender wallet and all), he did not consider anything before Jackson Pollack as art, and Jackson was borderline. Some of the stuff that passed for "art" was truly amazing, made more so by the price tags on them.
Examples:
A large slab of aluminum, 2 foot square, with extruded aluminum channels on top, with 4 spotlights suspended over it about 18" above the slab. That's it. Oh, the slab was wheel turned, so there was a pattern of 1" circles on the surface.
A model of a bedroom, about 15" square, roughly 1/20th scale, spare, bed, dresser, door and window, but complete with handmade resin anatomically correct man and woman lying on the bed. Again, that was it. Oh, it was covered with Plexiglas, I guess to keep the pervs from fondling one or the other figures.
One display we were not allowed by the artist to hang, he had to do it himself. We discovered why. He came in after everything else was set up, sprayed gray flocking on our gray burlap walls (10' panels), and then hung a randomly bent and twisted neon tube, overall probably 1-12' long, over the flocking. Plugged it in. Done. That was it. Oh, yeah, he ruined the 2 panels he covered with flocking, never did find out how much it cost to repair/replace them.
Sadly, the museum had works by some of the Masters, Medieval triptychs, a couple of Egyptian mummies or their sarcophagi at least, Japanese sword sets, all kept in storage collecting dust while we set out this crap for people to feel "privileged to see - and buy.