Our happy home is our castle, our safe haven and sacred territory. Everything here is beautiful, even if outsiders can’t understand why you think it is.
Our happy home exists in a world of contradictions, strangeness and hostility. Our happy home is our castle, our safe haven and sacred territory. Everything here is beautiful, even if outsiders can’t understand why you think it is. The passage of time, however, eliminates the private. The strata of wallpaper deepen. The cockroaches wait for your arrival in the cellar. Decoration becomes valued by its ridiculousness. The paintings reflect as much the promise of happiness, as the inevitable failure to reach it. Design and decoration always contain within themselves a kernel of the tragicomic.
© Thomas Fiebig / © Speerstra Gallery