Unsaid. 2025
I love creating visual stories for my clients. And this bedroom is one of them. It is very personal.
At the start, we did not discuss a specific style with the client — we talked about the state. About the body, which has the right to rest. About intimacy, sensuality, shame. About society and faith. About those things that are easier to keep in a wooden wardrobe than to say aloud.
Therefore, silence reigns in this room. Almost confessional.
Color — like dust on frescoes. Slightly faded, tired. It completely fills the space.
The velvety wave of the headboard — not about luxury, but about the corporeality that envelops. About the memory of the body.
And the bathtub opposite — open, shameless. It does not ask for permission. It simply exists.
The wardrobe — a silent witness. Its shape is inspired by the Catholic confessional. For things. For words that have not yet been spoken. For the true “I”.
This is a safe place somewhere on the border between public and private. A place where it is allowed to be oneself: imperfect, vulnerable, uncomfortable for most
At the start, we did not discuss a specific style with the client — we talked about the state. About the body, which has the right to rest. About intimacy, sensuality, shame. About society and faith. About those things that are easier to keep in a wooden wardrobe than to say aloud.
Therefore, silence reigns in this room. Almost confessional.
Color — like dust on frescoes. Slightly faded, tired. It completely fills the space.
The velvety wave of the headboard — not about luxury, but about the corporeality that envelops. About the memory of the body.
And the bathtub opposite — open, shameless. It does not ask for permission. It simply exists.
The wardrobe — a silent witness. Its shape is inspired by the Catholic confessional. For things. For words that have not yet been spoken. For the true “I”.
This is a safe place somewhere on the border between public and private. A place where it is allowed to be oneself: imperfect, vulnerable, uncomfortable for most