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Arcadia

Notions of home are as much a projection of our dreams and memories as they are the bricks and linen cupboards that anchor them. Tangled in the sheets of inner-urban Melbourne, Arcadia is a fever dream of pastoral histories.

Vivarium

In time this house will be consumed by its gardens. Already the buzz of pollination fills the air: bees, blowies and butterflies. Nestled between three native crops, nature has the jump start.

Sunday

Sunday is a home for physical and psychological well-being, providing a diversity of spaces where occupants can always find a place of comfort: social spaces and private spaces; generous spaces and intimate spaces; spaces to gather and spaces to retreat.

Mess Hall

Whether you’re hosting a recital in the parlour, a hands-on art workshop in the garden studio, a reading in the main hall, or gathering loved ones for an intimate meal around the kitchen island, Mess Hall’s mobile furniture supports seamless adaptation to a wide range of activities.

A Periscope

A periscope, washed-up on the beach. The oceans must be full of them and yet this is quite unexpected: half buried with its ends poking out like a happy seaworm, chatting to its tail. The tides have washed it crystalline; mirrors bend the light to fill its buried chambers. A single sunlit passage, coursing through the sand.

Park Life

Curious neighbours slow their cars. From between the trees across a vast nature strip, a fence-like shed with a cyclops eye peers back at them. ‘Whose world is this?’ they ask.

Norwood

Upholstered banquettes, window seating and kitchen benches line the living space, freeing-up the centre for a generous island bench and built-in table. Everything feels integrated, fitting together like a three-dimensional jigsaw.

Silver Lining

If every storm cell has a silver lining, it’s that the girls have tired of sodden socks and finally agreed to join us up here in our fancy new living room. The fridge is here too, which can’t have hurt. From where I’m sitting, I can see the weather overhead through the high window. I can also see across the park to where a young family are stranded on the play equipment. If they could get themselves afloat on one of those bright plastic tubes, I reckon I could chuck a rope over and pull them in.

Mount Martha House

Finally emerging, a full and sparkling view of the bay in brightest blue, and a garden courtyard flanked by chambers of quiet retreat. Through open doorways, whispers of shifting blankets and turning pages wash with the shush of the tides.

Parasol

Everywhere you look a grove of trees and a shady deck. A deck out the front, a deck out the back and a deck in the middle. Decks for eating, decks for dancing, decks for love stories and daydreaming.

Together Apart

Where once they shared a womb, now they share a room; twin girls needing their own space, yet wanting to stay close too.