22 September 2008

the white cube

From mottled gray to shapeless white in a single afternoon; via a tiny hour of truly heinous nicotine vintage yellow.

The wallpapers are on - gone is the basement charm of the place, replaced by an artsy coolness, if it weren't for all the plugs and tubes sticking out of the walls.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hallo lieber Henna, ich finde Deine Fotos wunderbar! Sie rufen das Esserlebnis wieder in meinen Mund. Danke schön! Irmgard