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  • A beautiful waterfront house on a bluff in Springs may be an unlikely place for a museum, but suspend your disbelief. This is no archive of ancient artifacts nor a paean to priceless paintings. No, this is the Museum of Low Taste, or MOLT, a good-humored and astonishingly expansive assemblage of midcentury kitsch — ceramic figurines, lazy susans, and commemorative items, among other things — a proud and highly concentrated collection that numbers in the thousands.
  • The 1970s, when I lived in a rent-controlled Columbia University apartment, were a cool time. Macrame and tie-dyed T-shirts were in, and we all seemed to gravitate toward avocado plants.
  • What’s clear from a visit to the Watermill Center is the unique and varied nature of its resources and an institutional commitment to making them available to a wider audience.
  • There’s always a story behind an order of flowers, or at least an emotion — love, joy, and perhaps grief, for example. So, a grasp of rudimentary psychology is as crucial to modern floristry as a green thumb.
  • Michael Malcé and Jolie Kelter, who had been collecting antiques individually for a long time, collected each other at a big antiques center on Second Avenue in Midtown Manhattan, when each had a booth there in 1971.
  • Around 30 years ago, I designed an exhibition titled “Long Island Modern” at East Hampton’s Guild Hall. Curated by Alastair Gordon, the architecture critic and historian who at the time was a columnist for The East Hampton Star, the show was a celebration of the early modernist houses built on the East End in the post-World War II period, principally in the 1950s and beyond.
  • “The outdoors is very much a part of the indoor living,” Arthur Beckenstein said of the house nestled in lush foliage overlooking Three Mile Harbor where he and his husband, John O’Rourke, live.
  • On a recent, perfect summer day in a bright and beautiful house on high ground overlooking Fort Pond Bay in Montauk, Alison Lane showed a visitor some of her handmade creations, whose raw materials come from the earth.
  • Russ Patrick was not buying his architect’s pitch to blacken the exterior of the small ranch house in Sag Harbor that he and his wife, Chris, were rebuilding. But that was two years ago. Today, they are not only advocates but veritable poster children for private houses with black exteriors, which seem to be cropping up on the South Fork.
  • An East Hampton house with views of Hook Pond from almost every room is nestled on a preserved 1.78-acre site with 328 feet of pond frontage. Designed by the dean of local architects, Alfred Scheffer, and reconfigured so that it now flows into four sections, the house was built in the mid-1950s for the Right Rev. Austin Pardue, the bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Pittsburgh, and his wife, Dorothy Klotz Pardue, a former nationally ranked tennis player. The Bishop’s Cottage, a one-room building he used as a writing studio, is still there.

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