The Green Room

“The Green Room” is a quiet memory of a time lived fully. It recalls a room in a Victorian house on King’s Road, Chelsea — a place I used to crash, surrounded by olive-green walls and the traces of another era: an old-fashioned sink, worn details, and a sense of history embedded in every corner.

More than a space, it holds the feeling of those years in London — the late, bohemian nights, the friendships, the freedom, and the quiet moments in between. It’s a reflection on youth and belonging, on places that shape us without asking, and on memories that stay long after we’ve left them behind