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It really could not be more obvious that a guy’s guy lives here. I may be stereotyping but I’d wager a cat. It has everything a masculine pad could ever dream of – brick walls everywhere, steel beams, loftiness, reclaimed wood, a decent media centre, a just-big-enough kitchen to eat take out in….and it’s even got pets made out of conduit! Via The Village

I’d love to take the time to sit in the sunshine in this Williamsburg studio. Perhaps read. Or drink coffee and flick through records with a couple of friends. Chat and relax and bounce plans for the day’s activities back and forward. I think this would be my very cool friend’s home and I would spend way too much time there. The sit and read reference is apt in this case. The studio was designed by Brooklyn based creative agency Sit and Read.  Photography by Brian W. Ferry and no not that Brian Ferry.

On a street corner in once gritty inner Sydney suburb sat the remains of an old cowshed, brick and timber standing against the ravages of time. From another era and another way of life the building should not have survived as the surrounding suburb was gentrified. The new owners turned to architects Carter Williamson to save it. Not as a time capsule though but as a vibrant and lively modern home perfect for family and friends, for entertaining or for retreating from the hustle and bustle of the big, brash city.

Heaven is dark and moody. No bright, white light. No pearly gates and fluffy clouds. No, it is an apartment in a Collingwood, Melbourne warehouse by Wolveridge Architects. Exposed brick, old timbers, leather, a slightly fussy wallpaper. Bliss. No, I mean heaven!

I’m stalking two industrial style lofts today. The first, in a former produce store in Richmond, Melbourne is mind blowing. The open plan design over several levels, the concrete and timber, the steel and the brick are all classic industrial loft riffs. The design stars for me are the two fireplaces. Oh my! I’d be lighting fires in summer and cranking up the air conditioning to cope! OK so it  needs some personalising. It’s like a cross between a bachelor pad and a half empty furniture consignment store. But the bones! Oh the bones! For when I win the lottery. Link here while it lasts.