After decades of bland minimalism, people are embellishing their residences to the max. Is it a response to our troubled days or individual expressionism?
Outside, Tania James’s home ogles reasonably average, a flat in a Victorian shift on a north London street rowed with trees and rapidity bumps. Inside, it’s a rioting of colour.
Neon pink, gold and orange zap across the walls, while dozens of 60 s and 70 s tea trays way the stairs, each a different motif. In the front room are dark-green and pink sofas with leopard-print cushions. A pink plastic light-up pigeon and a plaything plastic pony sit on a shelf alongside a big yellowed plastic chick she found in a benevolence store.” I was like, oh my God, PS4- that’ll go with the pigeon !” she says. On another shelf sits her brightly emblazoned glass-bottle accumulation, which she has been adding to for the past 20 times-” it’s a one-in, one-out program now “. There is a fireplace painted highlighter yellow-bellied, pink and violet, with a baby-sized off-color plastic permit standing to notice in the grate. In the bay window, a jungle of mansion bushes spreads its fronds.” I don’t want to say I’m is connected to trash ,” says James.” I’m not materialistic- but it’s important to me to have how I feel inside, out .”
She was understood that the residence she shares with her family is “Marmite”- person formerly told her:” It’s like 10 cups of coffee with a migraine .” But she adores it.” I wreak from dwelling and I literally need it ,” she says. And while it may sound tumultuous, on a sunny Monday morning it feels astonishingly serene.
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