When you have a poky little bathroom which will probably crumble to dust before it ever gets renovated, might as well make it fun, right? Maybe this fits the category of repurposed art, if there’s a sub category called completely obliterating the original.
That last photo is the before picture. I mean who am I kidding, this is not a spa in France. These are beautiful stretched canvases with (what has become to me) boring prints on them. I perked them up, and it was delightful fun.
Soon my entire house will look like an LSD trip from the sixties. If you’re coming over, bring your shades.