Image via Scott SchumanI'm a gallery wall girl. I like them; I utilize them — in my house, in other people's houses — and, yet, I'm possibly...maybe...perhaps... experiencing a bit of gallery wall fatigue of late. Gallery wall ennui if you will.
I can't help but feel that the blogosphere/pinterest/FYNCT is contributing to said ennui, and it makes me sad. I don't like how quickly things start to seem overplayed due to the interwebs. (See: cowhides, disco balls, antlers, glass bell jars, succulents... all of which currently reside in my home.) I like loving things for the long haul. (How's that for eloquence?)
So my spirits were bolstered when, while tooling around on the interwebs (of course I was), I came across the above image on The Sartoralist's instagram from the Gagosian Gallery's Avedon exhibit. It is a major gallery wall, all salon style goodness, a seemingly overplayed trend executed to perfection, making the whole enterprise feel totally fresh all over again.
That, friends, is how it's done.
Happy Friday!