An intriguing proposition in Brisbane today. An old-timey cream brick exterior revealing a Mediterranean cool, studio pad inside. This one could really go either way; as a minimal inner-city paradise for a certain breed who trades material acquisition for intellectual and interior inquiry or spooky Mullholland Drive star-dreams-gone-to-seed refuge from the world. Either way we kinda can’t stop looking at it.*
*and that wasted space behind the toilet – why?