Softcore Interiors / The journal
The stories behind the art.
Personal essays, honest reflections, and questionable decisions from the people creating and living with Softcore Interiors.
The living room belonged to the women after dinner—the shoes came off, the wine returned and the truth finally sat down. Niko reflects on the room where mothers, aunties and grandmothers taught her that inheritance is more than...
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My bedroom saw lovers arrive with overnight bags, unresolved childhoods, and promises made horizontally. Niko reflects on the room that taught her chemistry is not compatibility, an empty pillow is not a vacancy, and sometimes healing looks like...
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I learned rooms by their exits—until the ocean gave me one without walls. Niko reflects on the beach, the body, and the artwork that turned taking up space into something you can carry.
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The women in Niko’s family could identify a bad decision before it removed its coat. In the kitchen, “trust me” meant everything from add more garlic to leave that man. Niko shares how the Trust Me cutting board...
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