Coming back from Ivory Coast I brought with me some of the paintings I drew down there. Not master pieces, but meaningful (for myself, of course?).
As there was not any room to hang them on our few walls, I did place one of them by the entrance door, in the floor.
It was a good idea, I think, contributing some colour to the floor space (normally quite anonymous if not hideous) and some elements (just few of them) to allow people passing by (not a lot at the eleventh and last floor) to understand what kind of people is living there (here).
That’s why I am launching this appeal to every tenant: get brushes and canvases, paint anything you feel (better if colourful), set a nail on the community wall (beware of administrators) and enjoy every homecoming since.