Would you believe that I found the mirror on the street. Outside the Spanish embassy here in Amsterdam one night. The offices were moving, chucking stuff out, and this was placed against a tree.
The postcards are from the current exhibition in the Van Gogh Museum. The wall is made from wood saved from the original attic, where this is now.

In the painting the yellow road leads up to a celeste blue church. I found it in a charity shop. The curtain is some special make fabric, which I obtained when working for a Home & Living magazine. The seamstress Mrs. P. did a fabulous job creating this curtain, with classic double pleads at the top and a lead cord in the bottom seam to fit the window perfectly lush. She knows about fabric.

The painting is done by a 12-year old, I bought it in a school action. The radio pillow is from Italy. It was a candy stash.

The Mother Mary statue came back from London. It once belonged to Marc Almond, apparently. I found it on the street with some holy relatives. (Joseph carrying the baby fell to pieces). When I took it in, my flatmate told me she had put them out and hence I know about the popstar angle.

I framed the cover of a very old book about London. Black and white photography. It fell apart.

This is over my bedside table. A reproduced painting by a dear friend: I don’t know if it’s the sea or the sky. Under it a picture of one of the lifeboats from the Titanic, torn from a calendar by Taschen. The shirt is from Best of British by Marcs&Spencer.