Dutch interior designer Jeroen van Zwetselaar of ZW6 has transformed this 1930s semi-detached house into the perfect home of artist Casper Faassen. Light and shadow, open yet contained, new and old, the design breathes new life into the building. I love the house striped back to its bones, a white box containing the kitchen and dining room slipped into exposed brick shell, love the airy loft bedroom, the hard floors softened by rugs and always the art, the beautiful art.

A little loft love for your weekend delectation. The light (that bank of windows makes me swoon), the open plan space, the mid century pieces, just enough industrial and colour splashed about. Favorite spot? The TV room/den. West 15th Street Loft by New York City based Interior Design firm 2Micheals.

Just when I think I can’t take any more Scandi boho, white on white, bleached wood and black and white prints hung gallery style on the walls, I’m reeled right back in. Except the apartments that have me pinning and filing away images are ones that are a little more grandma boho, arts and crafts meet scandi style with a touch of sage green. I’ll put it out there. I think William Morris wallpaper is so hot even after 150 years. I love this kitchen. Scandi meets Morris’ Pimpernel pattern meets stainless steel (?IKEA). Via Entrance Fastighetsmäkleri.

No not juicy and lip smacking. No, succulent as in the plant. An inner city Melbourne backyard has turned its back on lawn and straggly shrubs instead embracing a cutting edge, or should that be sharp, specimen garden. Urban cool to get your creative garden juices flowing by Eckersley Garden Architecture.

It’s two for Tuesday, not pizza but properties I’ve been stalking. The first is a moody, masculine apartment in inner-city Sydney while the second, in the Melbourne suburb of Malvern, is a modern extension to an Edwardian house by architect Geoff Challis with landscape design by Rick Eckersley. You can find the links here and here while they last.

Addendum: Hmmm it’s actually Wednesday and I’ve been blithely carrying on as if it was Tuesday. Wednesday not Tuesday. Sad thing is I can’t remember where my Tuesday went. Apologies over 🙂