Merci, beaucoup 😀
I have always perceived a conventional book display to be boring.
When I found myself forced to buy, due to space restrictions, a 2-self wall unit instead of a funky vintage-esque vertical bookcase, there lay the pain in making it work.
Is a frame just a frame?
I personally think, to a certain extent, art is in the framing. A great frame isn’t just a supporting act; I have frames that possibly cost more than the contents they holds, thereby becoming art in their own right.
I find bare walls unfriendly and often I try to fill the spaces with whatever I can find. Of course in harmony with the surroundings, plastering every square inch will look busier than an Indian market place.
While on holiday, I was so delighted to chance upon the Jonathan Adler store on Portobello Road that I promptly forgot about the rest of the market and spent the hour before closing wondering how to fit all the shop’s contents into my suitcase!
Bring out the whites and summer colours, the big 50 C is close.
Something in between.
Achromatic. Dramatic. Fun.
I’ve always wondered what it would look like on a wall, and decided to try it out.