You've seen this Surry Hills warehouse before. You've "oohed" and "aahed" over it here on the blog. It was shortlisted for the 2011 Australian Interior Design Awards. You saw it here remember? Ah yes! Now you remember. Certainly looks a little different. More lived in. More cluttered. Not so beautifully styled and squeaky new but still the same wonderful bones created by Hare + Klein Interior Design. If like me you wanted to move straight in when you first saw it then you are in luck. It's up for sale. Link here while it lasts. I'd just need to make it a little bit more like it was in the original story ;)
New white box within a white historic shell. 110m2 in a former industrial complex. The roughness of the original concrete and brick building is smoothed by a coat of white paint but still plays against the volume of the new plaster box housing kitchen, bath, bedroom and mezzanine study. Drama is created by the use of black in large industrial windows, kitchen surfaces and furniture. Minimalist apartment by Bruno Vanbesien.
"We believe in the craftsmanship and the use of natural materials. We especially use natural light and the power of the detail. It's all in the details. The purer a space becomes by leaving all ballast or decoration, the more weight the details get."
I came across the following photos on AT Casa and had a good laugh. Now, I think conversation pits are cool, especially coming across the one I blogged about here via Linebox Studio that I'm desperately hoping will be do-able in my new home. But a huge, fully carpeted one is just so....70s. And kind of ugly. No offense to Jason Miller, furniture designer and owner of this lovely shag pit he created in his 600 sq. ft apartment in Brooklyn. But really? (I found more details here).
Classic, timeless, completely comfortable and serene. These are words that immediately came to mind when I found the portfolio of interior designer Gregory Mellor. Just the kind of spaces you want to come home to after a hard day's work, and where you want to hang out on weekends with a fire going, a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and your favourite shelter mag in the other (or in Jo's case at the moment, where you sit with a glass of iced tea and a hot shirtless guy - Mr. Mellor perhaps - waving palm fronds at ya).