Friday 26 August 2016

On The Spectrum







I've never thought of myself as on the Autistic Spectrum, but during today's visit to Wimpole Hall I found my end of it.  The rococo over-embellishment of every item of furniture and tool, like the lamps and the clocks, combined with a complete lack of taste or restraint, made me nauseous, as autistics are supposed to feel when overwhelmed by too much detail in their surroundings.  I certainly prefer Bauhaus to Wow-house. 

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