“Like a sculptor who lives and works among hundreds of moulds, mallets and chisels. Like a painter who always needs his brushes close at hand to capture the colourful images in his mind’s eye. Like a couturier who receives his clientèle surrounded by bolts of cloth. That’s how Gert Voorjans lives and works in Antwerp.”
Bravo! A triumph of maximalism, visually stunning and not for the faint of heart. Atelier Hors Catégorie by iconic Belgian tastemaker and interior architect Gert Voorhans.
Maximalism? I am all for it! But if that is an actual leopardskin on the red sofa it is unforgivable, vintage or not.
You wouldn’t want to come home late from the pub and trip over the Ming.
I don’t consider myself “faint of heart”, but that is visually horrible, to me. That goes beyond maximalism and into the stuff of nightmares.
Now if it is a second-hand shop that would explain a lot.
I love looking at other people’s collections of crap. I really do.