For me it isn’t complete without screaming and wondering wtf happened to my life.
I have an IKEA bed, where the magic doesn’t happen #miniatureviolins, because it was a place that was delivering during lockdown and it was something I could make myself.
But it is a place where people think new homeowners should buy everything they own, so when they have guests they can respond to questions by saying “It’s IKEA”.
Anyone who knows me won’t be surprised to learn I like to be a bit more unique with my interior choices – to the extent my home decor looks a bit like it has been thrown together by someone who is designing a trendy pub full of an eclectic mix of pieces (more on two of them to come in a future Fiskal Policy).
And anyone who knows me really well will know I’m a massive fan of the artist Lauren Baker.
The fandom started four or so years ago when I was at the opening of a show at Rise Gallery in Croydon.
On one wall there was a neon piece which – if I remember correctly – also had black and white images on it and it was simply amazing.
It was the first time I’d ever seen Lauren Baker’s work and I told the gallery owner I was considering spending all my redundancy money (from my days in local news) on it.
My main problem was that at the point I was living in a shared house in Bromley so there was no room to put any kind of artwork.
Fast forward four years and now living in the town where I first saw Baker’s art there is an IKEA.
Rejoice, rejoice – if you like that kind of thing because it was in the aforementioned blue and yellow warehouse of flat pack dreams that I bought eight pieces.
Eight white frames to showcase eight pieces of art created by Lauren Baker.
No, I haven’t won the Euromillions but one night when I couldn’t sleep I read on the artist’s website that she had designed some neon sculptures for the Kensington and Chelsea Art Week.
Dotted all over Chelsea they were designed so people could interact with them, contemplate the meaning of them and spend some time just sitting.
Recruiting the services of a colleague I used to work with in the days of news and finding a photographer on Facebook after “sliding into his DMs” I came up with the idea of creating some art from Baker’s art.
Over the course of two evenings in August I posed for hundreds of pictures with the sculptures for an eventual series of eight photographs – four by each photographer, run as a series of diptychs in my hallway.
And – in the closest I’ll ever get to being a home interiors blogger – I’m absolutely delighted by the results.
Printed at Metro Imaging in East London the reflective nature of the arty metallic paper makes the contrast of the colours really (warning: home interiors blogger word coming up) “pop”.
Now instead of blank white walls, walking in my hallway to go to the toilet or to bed feels like I’m walking through an art gallery.
The message of one of the artworks is “All your life you were waiting for this moment” and it really feels like this is the case.
After years of waiting I now have my own Lauren Baker art, albeit with my own personal stamp on it.
I also have enough IKEA pieces so when people visit they can say “Is that a Ribba frame?” and be happy they have recognised the items.
Maybe one day I will even sample the meatballs.
Stay safe for another week!