William Morris William Morris — was perhaps the most important British decorative artist of the 19th century. A prolific designer, craftsman and decorator, his work and ideas have had a major influence on the development of modern interior design. William Morris was one of the most influential figures in the Victorian and Edwardian art world. As a Muslim, myself I love to learn all the new and the things that happened back. William Morris see figure 1 was a textile designer from England during the eighteen hundreds. At the time of the industrial revolution many were keen for the machines to be vastly used although Morris was aware of the drawbacks that would come with this.
Essay: How William Morris has influenced the art and design world.
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William Morris, from Cartoon portraits and biographical sketches of men of the day by Frederick Waddy Courtesy Wikimedia Commons. William Morris self-portrait,
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