The house

Revealed gradually

A whitewashed house under old trees, planned so you never take it in at once: each room frames the next, and every opening looks out at green.

The whitewashed two-storey house with dark green shutters and a tiled roof, behind a large tree on the lawn.

A Bawa house

An eighteenth-century house, taken down and moved into this garden by an Italian sculptor, then reworked by Geoffrey Bawa.

The original building dates from the Dutch or early British period. Bawa, drawn to its layers, made the estate into the house and garden it is now.

A white staircase rising in plain, sculptural steps, a tall carved wooden figure on a stone plinth at its foot, a glass lantern hanging above.

Inside

The staircase

Plain enough to be a wall, shaped enough to be a sculpture.

Bawa's staircases are made for both moving and stopping. This one leads not only between floors but between views: up from the hall and out to the veranda.

A dim, high-ceilinged hall of dark timber: a carved figure by a column, framed drawings on a white wall, and the garden bright through an opening.

Whitewash, cement, timber

Whitewashed walls carry the shadows of the day. Polished cement floors, reclaimed timber and local stone do the rest, with textured fabrics, handmade ceramics and the odd strong colour.

A white room with framed paintings and a lamp, an old chest, and a wide latticed opening onto the garden.

Open to the breeze

The house is cooled the old way first: the coastal breeze is drawn through latticed openings, perforated walls and clerestory windows. The bedrooms also have cooling for the hot months.

A courtyard garden of old brick walls and columns overgrown with ferns, a large clay urn at the end of a mossy path.

Framed views

From a shaded pavilion to a sunlit courtyard; from the staircase to an open veranda.

Each space hands you to the next. The walk on the home page follows one of these axes from the lawn to the courtyard.

The garden: a wide lawn under tall old trees, with the whitewashed villa at the edge of the shade.

The garden

Curated wilderness

Sandbag trees

The big trees were trained over years with weighted sandbags hung from their branches, shaping the canopies the way Bawa shaped his at Lunuganga.

The lake and the marsh

At the heart of the garden, a lake and a marsh of water lilies: cool to sit by, and never the same twice as the light moves.

Who else lives here

Peacocks on the lawn, kingfishers over the water, guineafowl underfoot, and the purple-faced langur, rare and shy, in the treetops.

Branches arching over the still green water of the marsh, reflections of trees in it.
A banyan on a small grassy island in the lake, lily pads on the water.
Worn stone steps rising through palms to the white gable of the house.
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