Displaying posts labeled "Traditional"

You can say we’re quite smitten with the photos created by New York photographer William Waldron (yep, uh huh, fo sho). His portfolio always rocks my world. Such cool spaces he has the pleasure of visiting and capturing and sharing. Here are some more for your viewing pleasure.

Shortlisted in the 2012 Residential Decoration category of the Australian Interior Design Awards this elegant yet relaxed family home by Denai Kulcsar Interiors. A fluid style marrying classic with contemporary. There is glamour and sophistication but also a sense of family and comfort. The house is serene and grounded, practical and beautiful with a touch of drama to mix things up… just a little. Welcome to Park House.

It’s been a little while since Jo featured some interior eye candy from the portfolio of photographer Max Kim-Bee, so I thought I’d re-introduce you all to some of his beautiful photos. I adore the space above – a wonderful eclectic and ethnic vibe.

Timeless, classic and traditional, layers of history and collections, life’s experiences held tight. At other times a spare asethetic, the sense of less is natural. It’s a look that harks back to an age before the mass produced, a time of the artisan and the simple. A look that is even more relevant in these times of mass consumption. History and the time worn, vintage and the long discarded but newly rediscovered. It’s a bower bird approach to beauty. Australian stylist and interior designer Justin Bishop.

I’m having a design crisis. I’m finding myself drawn to brown. Not just brown but neutrals, no… naturals, maybe wood… and stone… maybe brick. Grass and feathers and gnarly old branches next to turned bowls of eggs and seed pods. It’s clutter and collections and brown…. brown… natural… oh and copper and brass and antiques and hemp and sisal and hand made furniture and back to brown. It’s driving me crazy but I can’t help it. I found this home in the countryside just outside Berrima in New South Wales on my regular real estate stalking and I should be running screaming shouting “no”, “no”, “no” but… I’m kind of hooked. It bothers me but perhaps it shouldn’t. Link here while it lasts.