Want. Need. Covet. Dark and moody elegance meets bright light and pool glints. It’s harsh outside but oh so cool in here. Cool but warm. Hip yet luxurious. I’m drawn to the dark side and this Coogee Beach, Sydney home is sucking me in with its siren song. Hello my deep dark darling. I’m coming home. See what happens when you real estate stalk?! You want to buy a house that you can never afford but you’d sell your soul for. Need better pictures. Need to get to an open for inspection. Here while the link lasts.
(I swear this is Maggie Tabberer’s old house that was then recreated by ?? and featured here on DTI. I’m having a senior moment and just can’t remember who it was and I’m slowly making my way back through the archives to find it in its white incarnation. It’s the frangapani tree by the pool. It echoes in my design psyche.)
Soft light like honey. Colours blossoming from each shot. Real beauty and hazy dreams. Gorgeous rooms exotic and everyday captured through the lens of über talented photographer Brie Williams. Take me away Brie. Pull me into the dream your photos weave. Here and now and steeped in history. Far away yet strangely close to home.
At last my renovations at the new old house are starting. The painter is coming. Well the plumber is coming first followed by a quick visit from the electrician then the plasterer then the painter but let’s not quibble. The sample pots arrived in the mail from Murobond and I’ve been busy painting up large swatches for the wall. Head over to my page to see me turn to the dark side.
I need 48 hours in one day. I have so much going on at the moment. A full time day job and the blog for one. The painter comes in just over a week and there is still a lot of prep work to do. I’m trying to finish a “quick” redo of my kitchen (Ha! Quick! That’s a joke!) and the day to day cooking, cleaning and shopping goes on and on. I’m trying to finish a painting to go in a group exhibition here in Ipswich next month and there has been a door sitting on trestles waiting to be painted for 2 weeks now. I have no normal Saturday post ready to go and 3 loads of washing to do. Sound familiar? I know what I’ll do! Real estate stalking post. Good idea. A warehouse perhaps? How about this one in South Yarra, Melbourne? It has a red TV room. I swear it’s the strangest thing I’ve seen this week. Strange but kind of cool. The words “red rum, red rum” keep popping into my head. See I’m rambling. Time to go.