Leopoldo Pomés spent the 1960s and 1970s photographing desire. His images had appetite and a formality that never quite gave up its pleasures. And he arranged his life with the same care as his photographs. You feel all of that in his apartment on Carrer de Provença: passion red, books everywhere, art in every wall.

A vermouth after a dip in the pool. This is the home of a bon vivant who happened to have very good taste. It is not a museum, although it feels historic. The TMC by Miguel Milá. La Colilla by Carles Riart. Sylvestrina by Jordi Garcés and Enric Sòria. All from the same decade as Pomés’s work. Together with nanimarquina, we share that same conviction: that objects are not decoration, but companions.