Years ago, the Manhattan Public Library actually allowed patrons to check out "art work," which consisted of cheaply-framed reproductions of classic pieces (Van Gogh, Monet, etc.) Knew a guy who adorned his apartment with those things. Looked pretty lame. Damned things were shiny.
One night, during a primo binge session with his buds, one of us shook up an unopened beer can, tossed it to him, he opened it and it sprayed all over one of the library works. He took a rag and cleaned it right off. Don't know what the surface was, but no worse for the wear.
Something to consider if binging is frequent in your new place?