I confess, I grew up with wallpaper.
And I didn’t like it.
The resurgence of wallpaper worried me (do I have to live through that trend again?), but I’ve been finding myself won over more and more by the new take on it. Wall art in general.
The above is an excellent example: big and bold, like a luscious Gauguin or Audubon painting, and matching the theme and tone of the bedroom set by the magnificent bed, without overwhelming the room in an eye-crossing pattern.
It’s like a moment from Where the Wild Things Are.
I can live with that.