After decades of bland minimalism, beings are decorating their dwellings to the max. Is it a response to our disturbed seasons or individual expressionism?
Outside, Tania James’s home searches moderately median, a flat in a Victorian conversion on a north London street strung with trees and velocity humps. Inside, it’s a rampage of colour.
Neon pink, yellow and orange zap from all the regions of the walls, while dozens of 60 s and 70 s tea trays pipeline the stairs, each a different blueprint. In the living room are green and pink sofas with leopard-print cushions. A pink plastic light-up bird and a plaything plastic horse sit on a shelf alongside a big yellowish plastic chick she found in a kindnes store.” I was like, oh my God, PS4- that’ll go with the pigeon !” she says. On another shelf sits her brightly coloured glass-bottle collecting, which she has been adding to for the past 20 years-” it’s a one-in, one-out plan now “. There is a fireplace coated highlighter yellow-bellied, pink and purple, with a baby-sized blue plastic digest standing to courtesy in the grate. In the bay window, a jungle of mansion plants 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 is felt that the residence she shares with their own families is “Marmite”- person formerly told her:” It’s like 10 cups of coffee with a migraine .” But she affection it.” I make from residence and I literally need it ,” she says. And while it may sound tumultuous, on a sunny Monday morning it feels amazingly serene.
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