Maps are wonderful things, aren’t they? All at once, you can be in awe of how large the world is and still be moved by how connected we all are.
Plus, they’re so beautiful as art when the look is done right.
Scale and grouping seems to be the key – small, isolated maps tend to veer the look either country or dorm room, don’t you think?
Yesterday I did something I’d been meaning to for a while and bought a cute little print of a vintage world map for our bedroom. I suspect Adam was actively biting his tongue as this unfolded, since he’d already protested once on the matter when I almost walked out of Restoration Hardware with this beauty in New York. Honestly, honey. I’m sure they’d have shipped it for me.