Contact

studio@transmuto.com.au


+61 400 155 909


Bass Coast studio, by appointment only


@transmuto

Practice

Transmuto is a design practice, led by Caroline Hedley, offering interior design services across residential and commercial projects.


Based on the Bass Coast and working across Melbourne and the Mornington Peninsula, the studio crafts interior spaces that balance function & feeling.


Our studio is built on the concept of time meeting form. We design spaces that hint to their past, and are built to endure.

Our services include full scope Interior Design, from concept, through documentation, to onsite management and project handover, as well as loose furniture, objection curation and styling, or, if you need something more focused, we can tailor an approach for you.

Our process is adaptable and responsive, catered to what you, and your project needs. To learn more about working together, please reach out, we look forward to meeting you.

TIME.


Time is the fundamental thread weaving through all existence, yet the thing that we all experience differently. It is the constant that binds us, yet also what separates us. A shared dimension that shapes experience, perception, and being. While everything else shifts and changes, time endures, silently measuring and marking the flow of life. It is both invisible and omnipresent, the unseen framework within which all form and meaning unfold. Time carries no prejudice.

Time shows up in the pivotal words that shape the narrative of our every day - lifetime, downtime, timeless, time-consuming, timeframe - these are timestamps that create the blueprint for the beat of human life. Time can feel both scarce and abundant, changed by perspective, form & function.

How we use our time, how we harness our time, how we gain it back and how we plan to spend it, can dictate our experience of space, and determine the value of elements within our environment. Time talks to history. It tells stories. It creates both memory and opportunity. Time sits beside yearning. It is wistful and grounded. Time is a celebration of what has passed, what is present and of what will come.


FORM.

If time is the unseen current, form is how it lands. It is how time makes itself known. Form is the liminal space between material and memory. It breathes, bends, evolves. It is malleable and responsive, shaped by function, yet shaping feeling. Form is the evidence of life lived, the tangible trace of time passing, marked not by numbers but by memory, mood, and movement. It holds the echo of the morning sun, the shifting rhythm of seasons, the quiet patina of growth.

Form captures both the physical and the emotional. It’s the architecture of nostalgia, the residue of presence. Form is the conduit of time, a kind of scripture etched into stone, timber, fabric, and air. The materiality of space carries weight beyond the visible, shaped by pressure, silence, duration. It holds the density of time, the tension of accumulation. Form remembers. It absorbs, responds, endures.

There is a sensation, immediate, intangible, when space meets you with something unspoken. A recognition beyond language, an alignment, a familiarity. That’s the human thread. It’s not just seen, it’s felt, almost remembered.
Form allows us to experience time in all its modes, in pause, in play, in productivity.




FORM.

If time is the unseen current, form is how it lands. It is how time makes itself known. Form is the liminal space between material and memory. It breathes, bends, evolves. It is malleable and responsive, shaped by function yet shaping feeling. Form is the evidence of life lived, the tangible trace of time passing, marked not by numbers but by memory, mood, and movement. It holds the echo of the morning sun, the shifting rhythm of seasons, the quiet patina of growth.

Form captures both the physical and the emotional. It’s the architecture of nostalgia, the residue of presence. Form is the conduit of time, a kind of scripture etched into stone, timber, fabric, and air. The materiality of space carries weight beyond the visible, shaped by pressure, silence, duration. It holds the density of time, the tension of accumulation. Form remembers. It absorbs, responds, endures.

There is a sensation, immediate, intangible, when space meets you with something unspoken. A recognition beyond language, a quiet alignment. A familiarity. That’s the human thread. It’s not just seen, it’s felt, almost remembered.
Form allows us to experience time in all its modes, in pause, in play, in productivity.

Transmuto acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of the land we work on. We recognise their enduring connection to Country, culture and community, and pay our respects to Elders past and present.

Transmuto acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of the land we work on. We recognise their enduring connection to Country, culture and community, and pay our respects to Elders past and present.

Transmuto acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of the land we work on. We recognise their enduring connection to Country, culture and community, and pay our respects to Elders past and present.