As far as possible, I'm using things I have taken back home from former travels and kept all these years in the attic.
I bought this flag in a giant tag sale somewhere in Connecticut on my second visit to the USA as I was photographing my first book "The Garden Room" in the early 90's. I think it's the first thing I ever bought in America, it has 48 stars which I imagine speaks for it's age. The African wax comes from the dutch factory Vlisco, main manufacturers of the exotic boubou that adorns the wealthy Mama Benz all across the continent. I remember my confusion at having to choose amongst at least a million different patterns each more extravagant and for some reason picked this one. In some ways it reminds me of the shape of an alaia board which makes sense now and anyway it's the only piece of fabric I have long enough to cover the four windows. I had to choose then, hopefully I don't have to do that now.
The timber is the future bed frame, a gift from friends. Carries good vibes.