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Luigi Rosselli Architects creates wave-like facade for Bondi Bombora house in Sydney

Turquoise and sea-green tiles wash over the undulating facade of this family home in Sydney, designed by local practice Luigi Rosselli Architects.

The Bondi Bombora house is occupied by three generations of a family and their gang of dogs, cats and chickens.

The swelling ocean waters of nearby Bondi beach informed the design of the three-storey home, which Luigi Rosselli Architects has named after bombora – an indigenous Australian term used to describe a wave which forms over submerged fragments of reef or rock offshore.

"It's an homage to that surfers' haven; to the swell and the waves that have formed a rich intertidal culture for millennia," said the practice.

Elements of the home have been made to emulate the shape of a wave, like its undulating front elevation.

Slim turquoise and sea green-coloured tiles arranged in a herringbone pattern cover the bottom third of the elevation, which the practice hopes will "shimmer in the daylight like the surface of the ocean".

Ripple-edged frames made from black aluminium also surround the windows and doorways.

Black aluminium has additionally been used to clad the top third of the house, which the practice likens to an "armoured battleship".

Inside Bondi Bombora are a series of airy, light-filled living spaces with high ceilings, which Luigi Rosselli Architects created with the help of interiors studio Alwill.

The practice had been inspired by the lofty proportions of piano nobiles, or "noble floors" – the first storey of grand Italian palazzos where main reception rooms and bedrooms would be placed.

One side of the home accommodates an open-plan kitchen with bright white cabinetry. Inhabitants can eat at the marble-topped breakfast island, or around the more formal wooden dining table.

Where possible, practical features for family living have been incorporated. For example, Alwill worked with the project's lead architect, Diana Yang, to create a bespoke sideboard that runs along the rear of the kitchen – it includes a fold-out desk where the kids can do their homework.

Expansive glazed panels can be slid back to access the garden, where landscaper Michael Bates has planted an abundance of fruit trees and pollen-friendly plants for the bees the inhabitants keep.

A double-height void accommodates a small study area and a stairwell that leads up to the Bondi Bombora's sleeping quarters.

Cocoon-like pendant lamps made from black and white mesh cascade down the centre.

The entire back wall of the stairwell has been in-built with a towering bookshelf. More books can be stored in the stepped shelving unit that's been built to sit alongside the steps.

A deep-set window on the first-floor landing has also been transformed into a cosy reading nook.

Luigi Rosselli Architects has been established since 1984 and works out of offices in Sydney's Surry Hills suburb.

The practice has designed a number of dwellings around the Australian city. Among them is Peppertree Villa, a 1920s home that features a dramatic spiral staircase and contemporary glass conservatory.

Photography is by Prue Ruscoe.

Project credits:

Architects: Luigi Rosselli Project architects: Sean Johnson, Diana Yang Interior designers: Alwill Interiors Builder: Building With Options Joiner: BWO Fitout and Interiors Structural consultant: Geoff Ninnes Fong and Partners Landscaper: Bates Landscape Windows: Evolution Window Systems Metal roofing/cladding: Traditional Metal Roofing

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justfollowmyhansel · 6 years

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And Here We Find Ourselves Standing in the Cleavage — July 6th

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm. I had changed the tone from the melodic beeping I use when I’m at home to Bermuda by Amber Martin since it features so prominently in the new show and her voice on it was beautiful. I figured why torment myself with the alarm I use when I have to do things when this was supposed to help me get up so that I could do things I wanted.

I had one of the cranberry breakfast flats I had bought the previous night at Woolie’s as I got ready. I felt more relaxed having had the opportunity to relax in the bath and now that both the pressure of getting to Australia and the pressure of meeting John for the first time was off.

I picked out the clothes I expected to be wearing to the show that night and did my usual semi-punk makeup of eyeliner and a small star by my left eye in honor of the dearly missed David Bowie.

I headed out to the Opera House with more than enough time to spare just in case walking in the daylight tripped me as much as walking there at night had. Luckily I arrived early. After walking around the lower level to take a look at the breakfast offerings from the various in-house restaurants that were open, I decided to take in the beautiful view of the harbour as I waited for my tour group to start. I had never really gotten the appeal of sitting by the water, but there was truly something about lying down on the manmade steps and listening to the water peacefully moving nearby. The vivid blue of the water made even the winter sky look incredibly saturated.

When I had booked the tickets to go to the Sydney Opera House, I had had the option to book a backstage tour at the same time. Since I wasn’t sure of my schedule, or if I’d even be able to keep Sydney was one of the dates to go to, I opted to table any thoughts of a tour until I had firmer plans.

When I got around to booking the tour of the Sydney Opera House, I found out that there were extremely limited spots on the early morning tour and that I had waited too long to decide that it was something I wanted before attempting to go. Fortunately they had the option of touring the venue without going backstage, but the version I had wanted was the version that might allow me to get another glimpse of John outside of the stagedooring after the shows. Regardless, because of my travel schedule and the dates that the various venues actually allowed the public to tour their venues, this would be the only chance I'd have at seeing how things ran behind the scenes. And regardless of my intent in trying to get into the backstage tour, it was very likely John wouldn’t have been there at the same time I was anyway — he had gone down to Bondi Junction to do yoga on the beach. And to watch the cute surfers play in the waves.

For the tour, I had to check my bag. That was fine by me; the bag was more so that I could bring things back if I decided to do shopping after the tour and so that I could have my water bottle a little more easily accessible than sticking it in the deep pocket of my pants. And I was able to clarify that during the show the bag that I had brought should be more than okay to take in and stick under my seat it was just during the tour, allowing bags made it harder to coordinate.

Throughout the tour, I tried to stay close to the guide so that I could easier see the things he was pointing out. I learned about the history of the Opera House, how the project came to be, how the architect had won a contest by a landslide in design, but that it wasn't actually structurally sound and had to be made so later. How he had felt shunted by the myriad of changes and that the people building the Opera House didn't care about his input any more so he'd left. His designs were too fussy. In as many ways impossible as they were grand. He pioneered or inspired a lot of pioneering in the building of the House, but he'd also run over budget quite and wasn’t an easy person to work with. In the end, the builders had tried to stay as true to his plans as possibly feasible from the pattern effect with the tiles on the outer shells to the colourful carpeting and chair colours that he had picked to evoke certain emotions as patrons took in the various shows.

I asked a lot of questions of the tour guide, made remarks where appropriate, and found out that John was not only playing the première venue in Australia, he was playing the première theatre in the première venue in Australia. One that had hot pink seats and a massive (pipe) organ. Because of course it did. Of course Hedwig would have to have a theatre with hot pink seats and a massive organ behind her as she performed.

At the gift shop after the tour, I did a little shopping for myself and for gifts for friends. So many people had commented on my trip to Australia and I had felt like I had bonded with so many of my coworkers, I wanted to bring back mementos of an incredible experience that working that job had helped me to achieve. I also uploaded some of the things I'd taken, videos and pictures and such, since getting to Australia since for the first time since arriving, I had wifi.

Eventually though I decided it was time to move on. As much as I probably could have made an entire day lounging by the Harbour and poking in and out of the various shops while I waited for the show to start that evening, it felt like a waste of the limited time I had in Sydney to spend an entire day in one spot.

As I headed out, I popped into a corner shop for a drink and added a few more interesting snacks to take back to my stash at the hotel.

I dropped off the things that I had brought from the Opera House and made out one of the postcards I had bought the previous day inscribing it, Remember, no matter what else happens while you’re in Australia, you’ve now touched John before setting off.

On my way out, a different front desk lady from the night before greeted me. She asked me where I was from and I told her, offering to show my passport and license since I figured it might have been as unusual for her to see my American and Kansas documents at her job as it would have been for me to see Australian and Sydney ones at mine. She showed me her ID card and offered to go over the Australian money with me. She told me what all of the coins were called and explained that while the silver cent coins got bigger as they lost value, the two gold dollar coins went the opposite way with the one being a larger coin than the two and jumping from coins to dollars at the five dollar mark.

We chatted a little about America and Australia and I mentioned how it was nice the previous night to hear the theatre pay tribute to the Aboriginal tribes that had settled on the land before it became “Australia” and “Canberra” and a playhouse. She said that it was very nice, but that Australians weren’t that great at following through when it came to actually making policies that were inclusive of their native peoples. I mentioned the hypocrisy of my own country of origin continuing to shit on the Native Americans and then putting a quote from one of their greatest known leaders as a heading on their international passports.

I thanked her for the discussion and the information and headed out again in search of a post office where I could mail my newly addressed postcard.

Yesterday, the front desk woman had said that there was supposed to be a post office in the mall attached to the train station. I had thought that I had done a relatively through search the previous night between the many arrivals and departures, but I took her advice and headed in that direction.

As I walked up along the sidewalk next to the train station entrance, I noticed more shops just beyond where I’d go to get on one of the trains. Sure enough, there was the mall the front desk lady had been talking about the previous day. I entered and glanced at the food stalls feeling hungry, but not quite hungry enough to stop for lunch. But I picked up a couple of the menus for a bento box and spring roll focused place and a bubble tea vender at the next counter. I weighed those options against going back to the sushi place I had seen just before the train station or the Indian restaurant just before I would get back to my hotel.

I found the post office and mailed my postcard. The man behind the desk let me take photos of the interior so that I could compare them to my local post office and I thought to myself that the girl I had just met today at the hotel desk was right about Australian mail costing an arm and a leg for what it was. I hoped that she wasn’t also right about their propensity to lose things in the mail instead of delivering them.

I wandered around the mall, ducking into a pet supply store very cutely decked out with toy animals in place of real animals to sell crates to see about getting a toy for Dimitri and finding the outer limits of the mall where the store fronts started to be for lease as opposed to open.

I walked out the back of the mall and realized how close to a residential area I had been this whole time. I took some more photos and went back the way I had come. It was still early enough in the day that I could get a little lost, but I still needed to find something to eat.

I decided to try my luck down at Bondi Junction. I knew that enough time had passed it was unlikely that John would still be there — in fact that was the point. If I had gone immediately after the video had been posted that morning not only would it have likely come across as stalking the man, I would have felt a bit stalkerish stepping off the train into a spot he had just announced his presence at. And that wouldn’t be cool.

When I got to Bondi, I found myself in another shopping plaza cum train station. I made my way up to the upper levels, this time passing by all of the shops and noticing that the higher I went the less retail and more business oriented they became. Instead of pet shops and drug stores, I saw masseuses and private gyms that appeared to be empty. And a cosmological office in what would otherwise appear to be the dead end of a private office building.

Eventually, I found myself in a food court with a McDonald’s visually screaming for attention amongst three or four other comparatively huge restaurant outposts. And a large airport style news agent because why not. This way also lead finally to the outside.

I walked along an alleyway very aptly graffiti’d with the phrase “Let the children boogie” and all the buildings for lease before emerging into what appeared to be a small Chinatown style market with hanging pennant flags and Asian style buildings. By now, my back had been hurting for awhile, but when I had stopped off at the hotel I couldn’t find my small Advil bottle with assorted pain relievers in it.

I stopped into the first drug store I saw and purchased a slim blister pack of pills that seemed more suited to gum than Advil and quickly swallowed two after I was out of the store. I continued to wander around and came across the Australian version of what had been one of my favourite stores in Japan — Dasico.

The Dasico in Australia was dingier than the ones in Japan. While the Japanese stores had seemingly prided themselves in tidy sterile or sterile-adjacent appearing environments, this store was disorganized with use weathered white walls and higher prices to reflect that the goods here were imported as opposed to domestically made. The general vibe was more like a Dollar General than the Dasico I was familiar with from Japan.

I shopped around and found another couple of drinks to try and a few packages of cheap ramen that would hopefully defer the cost of eating out every night in Australia. While my room in Sydney had a small kitchenette, I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea of what to cook or how to get a good deal on kitchen staples when I’d only need them for the next couple of days.

My back pain had not alleviated yet and it was starting to get to be the time I’d have to head back to my hotel in Edgecliff. I found the spot where I’d have to transfer to buses to get to Bondi Beach if I wanted to follow in John’s footsteps the next morning and do yoga on the beach. The buses had me more leery of the prospect and the price didn’t seem to be a reasonable addition for what I was hoping to experience there. But still, it was something to consider.

On the way back, I took a closer look at this city’s promotion of Priscilla. I must have either looked at something wrong on the website or they had changed the dates after I had looked in April, but they were performing Priscilla in the same town that I was going to be in! I made a mental note to see how it would fit into the next day’s plans after I had had my fun that night.

I went back to the motel and realized that I hadn’t picked anything to eat. It was too late in my mind to go out and get something and still come back and change before heading out, so I made one of the ramen bowls that I had just bought at Dasico as I set up the things I was taking with me that night to the theatre, carefully balancing what things went in which pockets to avoid going through the metal detector at the door or possibly getting stuck in coat check while I was at the show.

Finally, it was time to head back down. I changed back into the Station to Station shirt from the one I had been wearing about town, spiked my hair, and headed down to the venue.

I wondered if anyone would recognize me outside of the Hedwig makeup. It had taken Jonathan, the front desk guy in Canberra a second to realize who I was, but would anyone attached to the show? I put the thought out of my mind. It didn’t matter whether or not they’d recognize me by sight, I had had such a distinctive look and experience only two days earlier it should be easy enough to jog someone’s memory if I had needed to.

I picked up my ticket from will call and once inside the doors, bought the single new item of merch that had been added since Canberra—a black edition of the poster t-shirt. I chatted a little with the merchandise guy. As it turned out, he had recognized me after a second and when asked commented that both of looks were good.

That night’s pre show music was again very Bowie heavy, new songs from what had played in Canberra, but still The Prettiest Star, which had been the first song I'd heard after the Osaka show. To me, David would always the prettiest star, but at that moment walking away from NKH Broadcasting having witnessed the last in a series of amazing shows, John was the brightest star.

I paced a couple of times waiting for the doors to open, but I largely lurked by my door ticket in hand and played with my phone to defray some of the nervous excitement that was only building moment to moment as I waited for the show to start. Again, what was I so nervous for? It’s not like I was performing. And I was pretty certain that I had already made a good impression….

The show, of course, was amazing. My long standing position since the show was on Broadway was that even when John was having an off day, he was an amazing performer. But he was not having an off night. Not even close.

Something about having a venue that looked almost sold out—something about almost selling out the Sydney Opera House—truly brought out the best in him that night. If he had seemed nervous or self conscious at all in Canberra with the small audience, none of that was evident here. He was funny, smart, he told interesting stories and asides that hadn’t made it into my first night’s show. He talked about his mother’s Scottish aphorisms mimicking her accent as he recalled for the audience her scolding him or generally expressing a very Scottish view point of the world.

There were three or four new songs; one from Shortbus (performed by the original, Sydney native, singer), one by Amber and Brett from their CD different than Bermuda (from HtTTGaP and also their CD), and two by John. The first was announced as a song from HtTTGaP, exciting because he hadn’t actually sung on the soundtrack. His voice is on it a few times, but speaking, not singing. And then it merged into Angry Inch. If I was the sort to scream at concerts, I would have. I might have… I did in Japan and I'm usually a pretty quiet concert goer aside from clapping.

As intense of a moment as Angry Inch is in Hedwig, somehow that night John managed to build the tension and suspense of the performance higher. Surpassing even Exquisite Corpse in delivering a sense of dangerous anything-could-happen-just-watch-me. And he took the bridge farther than he ever has before. Stopping and starting it. Repeating lines and generally teasing the audience to the edge of their seat before shouting the final spoken line.

It was incredible. That song alone rivaled some of the best concert experiences I had had in my life and the rest of the show was performed equally well.

Something odd had happened with the ticketing though. When I had gone to buy my seats, there were no first row seats available. And as the audience had started filing in, the first row never showed up. So in effect for the second night, I was in the front row. And again, John held onto my hand as long as we were still within range of each other when he came out to touch the audience. I noticed after the show that I had gotten some of his glitter on my hands, that it had transferred from his lips to his hand and then from his hand to mine sometime in the last part of the show. I also had water thrown on me this time by John and it was incredible. Well, we all knew after Japan seeing him gets me a little wet….

After the show and the surprise encores were over, I quickly gathered my things and shoved them into my bag, carefully hoping over the empty front row and onto the equally empty stage to take a second sheet of John’s notes as a souvenir. And when I was in the bathroom a few minutes later and noticed the large pieces of glitter still sitting my palm, carefully peeled back the electrician’s tape they had used to stick the piece of paper to the back of the amplifiers and adhered my smallest souvenir to it so that it wouldn’t get lost or washed away, carefully folding the electrician’s tape back over the back of the page so it wouldn’t grab at things and cause the page to tear.

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jeremystrele · 7 years

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Fonda Makes An Entrance In Sydney

Interiors

by Elle Murrell

Melbourne-based eatery Fonda, has popped up in Sydney! Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Their brand of casual Mexican dining has come to Bondi, and the interiors are a sight to behold! Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Our beloved, Terrazzo, makes many appearances. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

The dreamy hued interiors are the work of Melbourne-based interiors firm Studio Esteta. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Directors Sarah Cosentino and Felicity Slattery have worked serious wonders with what was once 193-square-metres of run-down hospitality venue! Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

They’ve fused the fun, fresh and youthful brand’s identity and homage to Mexico with Bondi references. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

The Plant Room has brought the greenery! Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Raw textures, bold colours, and simple but striking forms feature plentifully.Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Even the bathrooms are beautiful. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

The works of architect Luis Barragan were a key point of inspiration. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

The space is refined, yet unpretentious. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Classic Thonet No. 811 Hoffman chairs were included as a notable link to the custom rattan screens and woven pendants. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

While working inter-state on this project had its challenges, having an on-site project manager was a godsend for the duo. Photo – courtesy of Studio Esteta.

Terrazzo – can’t get enough of it. Rattan – huge fans. Terracotta hues – we’ve obviously got an affinity for those… Fonda Bondi is ticking off MANY trends-we-love boxes!

The new hot-spot on Bondi’s buzzing Hall Street is the first national eatery for Fonda, which already has a line-up of successful Melbourne locations.

Cremorne-based architecture and interiors firm Studio Esteta have worked serious wonders with what was once 193-square-metres of run-down hospitality venue! Directors Sarah Cosentino and Felicity Slattery set out to reflect the fun, bright and youthful persona of Fonda, in a refined, slightly rustic and unpretentious manner. Their bold colour choices and on-trend materials palette have tied the space together, lending the interiors a sophisticated yet fun personality.

Here, the diligent duo runs us through their considered design approach.

Tell us about your work on Fonda Bondi?

We were engaged by Fonda in January 2017 to design their first national store. The brief called for a design response that maintained the fun, fresh and youthful brand identity and casual service model they are known and loved for in Melbourne, but similarly responds to the direct context of Bondi.

Our design inspired by the ideals of modern Mexican architecture, paired with a sympathetic approach to the history of the beachside suburb. The works of architect Luis Barragan were a key point of inspiration – his use of raw textures, bold colours, and simple but striking forms.

What are the standout features of this project?

The palette layers, including rendered wall finishes, rust-toned encaustic tiles, rattan screens, varying shades of Terrazzo and warm timbers.

The patterned quality of Terrazzo and its array of colour and aggregate choices is what informed our selections for the project. Terrazzo’s imperfect patterns reflect the natural movement and pattern in nature. For example, our design reference of aerial views of Bondi beach with people scattered along the shores made an interesting resemblance to the material.

Our overall colour strategy brings together powder blue (Bondi beach), earthy shades (Mexico), and varying shades of green (a connection to the external environment). There’s a monolithic communal table clad in powder blue terrazzo in the central dining space, and a nude-pink-and-rust coloured Terrazzo lines the counter. Green Terrazzo floor tiles are used alongside a timber banquette and greenery to create a ‘sanctuary’ towards the rear of the interior.

Who was involved in the fit-out?

Our team worked alongside Fonda directors Tim McDonald and Dave Youl and their team to ensure all brand, aesthetic and operational requirements were executed to a high level.

K & K Industries were the builders, and Ambience lighting assisted us in the architectural lighting design, the control system and some custom lighting. Prototype furniture manufactured the custom tables that we designed, and classic Thonet No. 811 Hoffman chairs were included as a notable link to the custom rattan screens and woven pendants. The Plant Room was responsible for the greenery in the rear ‘sanctuary’ dining area and the potted cactus’ that are scattered throughout.

Did you encounter any challenges during this project?

It was a challenge being in a different city to the builder and our project site. You take for granted being able to drop in every two weeks to ensure quality is being maintained. Fortunately, we engaged a Project Manager early on, who visited regularly and kept all parties on track – it was quite fast paced, typical of commercial lease pressures!

How have people been responding to the place?

When photographing the project in mid-October, only days before Fonda opened its doors, there was excitement in the street. It was a buzzing Saturday on Hall Street, and bypassers were constantly stopping to peer in and find out more. Witnessing this first-hand was very rewarding for us, and there has been a lot of positive feedback since!

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plonctiles · 3 months

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