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Elegant, uncluttered, luxurious and deceptively simple. A limited palette of colour and a limitless wealth of talent. Distilled form and layers of texture, old married to new and always luxury, simple almost unadorned beauty. Welcome to the portfolio of Briggs Edward Solomon.

Wonder. Inspiration and delight. Transformations. Adventure. Journeys and delivery. Passion and performance. Fascination, appreciation and execution. The wonder that is Wonder, a Melbourne based interior architecture firm founded by Georgina Jeffries and Pip McCully. Two homes, one in Armadale, one in Prahran. Eclectic materials, textures, light flooding in, clean lines and attention to the client’s needs. Modern yet timeless.

P.S. If you think you recognise some of the images from the first home then you do. The photographer was Paul Barbera whose work I recently featured (here). The second house was shot by Christine Francis.

Burrowed into a sandy ridge on the Mornington Peninsula is a house by studiofour. Dark boxes spill down the slope while double height windows invite the outside in. Decks reach out to the native landscape which shelters the house from harsh winds. Public and private, positive and negative space, dark and light. Manmade and the natural. A holistic approach by the design studio ensures a bespoke home that addresses the site and the owner’s needs. A piece of art, a sculpture as house, a metamorphosis.

… please finish your website. I need to see more.

Once upon a time there was a cool dude ( I’m making this up as I go along so I hope he is cool) who took a warehouse space and made it his own. Its first incarnation was as a dark and pseudo dingy but über stylish man cave. The cool dude wrote some copy, snapped some pics and submitted it to Apartment Therapy. It went down a treat with the AT crowd as did his mix of self deprecating humour and grandiose ideas. Follow the link and you can see why or if you are lazy scroll down and you’ll get the idea.

Fast forward 3 years and I’m real estate stalking as is my daily want. Oh look! Sexy warehouse apartment say I. Bookmark. Move on. Email drops into my inbox from the cool dude who owns said sexy apartment. Serendipity. Synchonicity. Weird co-incidence. Did I know it was for sale? Hell yes and I would buy it in a flash if I didn’t live in another state, have bad knees and find ladders to mezzanines just a little beyond me at my advancing years. Damn but it’s hot and the position in Surry Hills in Sydney couldn’t be better. AND the dark and über stylishly dingy man cave has grown up. A light, bright and seriously sexy inner city pad. Wonder if the owner has got better with age too? Link here while it lasts.