I have been in lampshade hell recently (I will spare you the details, I am merciful). The upshot of it is that I have a newly acquired (not particularly cheap) 30cm diameter barrel lampshade with a William Morris print on it and no particular location for it. I said hopefully to Herself “Do you think you would like a William Morris lampshade in your newly decorated room at home?” “I would not,” said she, “William Morris is the ‘live, laugh, love’ of Victorian decor.” Sharper than a serpent’s tooth and all that for as the words left her mouth, I knew she was right.
*My mother was particularly fond of this William Morris quote and it seems apt here somehow.
That looks lovely based on what my AI generated when I asked for an image of a barrel lampshade with a William Morris print (because you have provided no photo, cruel).
That’s what we like to hear.
We visited the Victor Horta House this week – absolutely amazing but a bit of an Opium smoker’s dream if you know what I mean.
One lampshade would be lovely – but you have to be careful with these things. A little goes a long way.
Sorry, just occurred to me- full transparency here, my mother’s bedroom had a William Morris wallpaper on one of her bedroom walls. It’s magnificent but more than one wall brings you into ‘too much of a good thing’ territory.
I love the Horta house – we used to live near there and visit a lot. I know what you mean about lampshades.
Mmm. I see.