I know in my last article I brought a friend of mine into my room to take photos of them. Which shows my utter repetitiveness because this time I am showcasing my room once again. Such a small room, practically crammed full of random items. (Let’s be honest, I am a hoarder.) Ultimately, this space allows me to continue feeling inspired. It’s not somewhere that I just go to sleep, but rather, think of ideas, to dream, to reflect. This mash of colours all mean something. My mum likes to affectionately call my room the, ‘Cave.’ Perhaps you may see why.