The place I am spending my confinement days in is a flat on 4th floor. It has high ceilings with Catalan vaults on wooden beams, big French doors at the balconies and floors covered in this amazing invention which is the hydraulic flooring. Continue reading Home Patterns
‘Stories have no end.
Countries have no line.
Everything you think you know
Maybe blurred and remade
In other lights, at other times.’
@piecesoflonging Continue reading Moodboard | Barcelona