Natural fibre wallcoverings are unforgiving. Each roll is subtly different in tone, texture and weave — the discipline is in the sequencing, not the hanging.

We received twenty-two rolls, unrolled every one, and sequenced them across the four walls before a single drop went up. The lightest rolls run to the window; the deepest sit behind the bed.

The ceiling continues the same material, seams parallel to the wall behind the headboard. On a cloudless afternoon the whole room glows a warm oat colour, as if lit from within the walls themselves.