We bought our apartment in Berlin after hip became trendy, on the cusp of mainstream. That's not to say Berlin isn't still raw and edgy. It is, but with a distinct polish that makes it near-perfect for the economy class jet-setter. Originally built in 1910, the apartment was a neglected space on a quiet street in Mitte, a few blocks from the Wall. The building had been refurbished in 2005, apparently, but everything in our place had to be done again, from floor to electrics to plumbing, to opening walls, to creating doorways and closing one. This was my first major design job after a couple of smaller projects in London. My approach was driven by two imperatives: storage and waste. The bathrooms had to stay where they were, and we needed a lot of storage. As in writing, as in life, structure liberates. The result herein is a great space reconsidered without compromise, filled with art, furniture and lots of tactile objects collected over years and often stored.