The Grand Tour
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‘The door stood straight and proud but was humbled by its wonky brushstrokes. For those who came knocking, it was clear that it had been painted by no great artist, but by someone who was more comfortable with a pencil than a brush, the little eggs drawn with great care, but filled with colours that escaped the confines of their neat borders.’
Interior: Front Wall Removed
Interior: View from Living Space
Interior: Rear Wall Removed
‘The door was balanced by generous windows on either side. The one on the left was curtained by sails of cream and long strings of bells, each singing quietly to itself as the breeze tickled past. The window on the right was doubled, each door opened wide to unleash its smells of freshly baked bread. The timber of all three was a warm tone of autumn leaves which contrasted tastefully against the gleam of the corrugated metal clad walls. ’
See, I wasn’t lying.