Tag: Neon

Palm fans, shot on the weekend, get  some (probably regrettable) 1980s neon  hues.

No idea why, as I spent most of that decade running from that particular art and fashion tendency.

Possibly it’s a bad flashback to a time that had no regrets about itself, even though it damn well should have. I am looking at you, Boy George and Wham…

And I had a thing for potted palms at the time, thinking they were the height of  interior decorating sophistication, dragging them around from one short term abode to the next.

Ah, good times…