On the edge

The walls, as if woven from a warm sunset, envelop the room with coziness, as if inviting you to a slower rhythm of life. The natural texture of the plaster adds depth, telling its own unhurried story. A minimalist but expressive ensemble is spread out on this canvas of tranquility. The wooden console, rough and authentic, as if accidentally found in the forest, bears the mark of time and natural beauty. Its rough edges and rough surface contrast with the elegance of the paintings hanging above it. One is a watercolor dreaminess in a light frame, the other is a graphic elegance in a strict black frame. They seem to be having a quiet conversation with each other about different moods and epochs. Fluffy dried flowers in glass vases add lightness and airiness, their delicate stems and inflorescences catch the rays of light coming from the window. The wicker basket under the console is not just a storage space, but a warm accent reminiscent of handmade craftsmanship and tradition.

The walls, as if woven from a warm sunset, envelop the room with coziness, as if inviting you to a slower rhythm of life. The natural texture of the plaster adds depth, telling its own unhurried story. A minimalist but expressive ensemble is spread out on this canvas of tranquility. The wooden console, rough and authentic, as if accidentally found in the forest, bears the mark of time and natural beauty. Its rough edges and rough surface contrast with the elegance of the paintings hanging above it. One is a watercolor dreaminess in a light frame, the other is a graphic elegance in a strict black frame. They seem to be having a quiet conversation with each other about different moods and epochs. Fluffy dried flowers in glass vases add lightness and airiness, their delicate stems and inflorescences catch the rays of light coming from the window. The wicker basket under the console is not just a storage space, but a warm accent reminiscent of handmade craftsmanship and tradition.