Check Bert Teunissen (via JPQ). For me it’s less Spanish-country-house than displaced Vermeer with the light and life sucked out of it, but maybe I’m missing the miserable side of life.
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All is well and good in the house of Huaira.net and other quackshops in Barcelona in general and Gracia in particular,
What a striking selection of photos. Lots of things of interest, but the fires are very interesting. Where’s the flue?
What sweetie is that in no. 21?
I thought it was me for a moment, but I’m far away from dark old Spain, sunning it up on the Liffiera and other places Celtic.
And possibly not wrapped in silver paper.