Most images want something — recognition, a memory, a caption. An abstract wants only wall space. Colour meets colour, a gradient leans into a shadow, and the composition is complete without ever having been "of" anything.
The pieces in this set were picked like paint chips for a room you live in twelve hours a day: saturated enough to feel deliberate, quiet enough to sit behind sixty icons without competing.
There is a small freedom in a wallpaper that means nothing. It cannot go out of date, cannot remind you of anyone, and will never appear in a quiz about where it was taken.
In this collection
