Yep, this apartment had nothing, and I mean NOTHING, on the walls. I knew the sterile feeling of an asylum would get to me, I just wasn’t sure how to fill the space. The IKEA here doesn’t have the “art” section like the ones in the States and I wasn’t lucking out just roaming the streets. But then Julie suggested I just buy canvases and let the girls do the rest. Brilliant! Score! And we managed not to destroy the place! Now I have to figure out how to hang them. Next post.