Imagine stepping into a modest art gallery, one particular work stands out against all others, a huge cityscape painting. Beneath a vibrant blue sky, you see gorgeous, golden gothic architecture that contrasts magically with vivid, colourful reflections of charming buildings and palaces on silky clear waters. Then, you start paying attention to the details, the carefully stroked patches of bright, green vegetation and the pretty, rich tiles on edifices.
“Where is this place, and who painted this masterpiece?” You ask the owner.
“Why, that would be Seville, but I must confess that is no painting, it is a photograph.” The owner replies with a smile. With haste, you leave the shop, but the owner calls after you.
“My friend, where are you going?”
“Where do you think?” You reply with a grin.
On your arrival, a universe of beauty seems to open itself up to you, the glorious reconciliation of its rugged handsomeness and refined gorgeousness give Seville a unique landscape. At once, you set off into the maze of alleyways and streets in the Old Town, meeting darling squares, majestic fountains, serene gardens and countless other treasures. Then you find an actual piece of art, Hotel Lobby Room Sevilla, a ruby in a chest of gems.
It is housed within the magnificent and imposing Pickman Palace and is a fruitful marriage of traditional charm and contemporary artistic design. The interior is graced with rich, colourful details and unique designs that create a wonderful ambiance. The materials and furniture were chosen with great care, and by people with great taste. You retire to your room, where you are once again confronted with a fine view of the spectacular city and dial the owner of art gallery.
“Hello… yes, I’m the man who came in and saw the Seville photograph.”
“And… is it just how you had imagined?”
“…It’s even better.”