Landscapes aren't my thing, but you know what? I am tired of looking at some of things trendy young people have on their walls, too. (I'm in my 30s, but had early-onset curmudgeonliness which precluded me from liking ironic taxidermy or any decor made from pallets.)

My brothers were revolted by the house I bought--why would I buy a "small" (2800 sq ft), "old" (1969), "weird" (character!) house with "gross" (non-updated) bathrooms, when in their eyes I could have bought a nice (new), normal (cookie-cutter) home in a regular (HOA society of Stepford) neighborhood. They aren't wrong and neither am I. Just different preferences and styles, which keeps life interesting. Also, brothers are a pain :)