The third annual Springs Agricultural Fair at the Ashawagh Hall farmers market last Saturday drew human competitors in vegetable growing and flower arranging, while canines and poultry, aided by their human overseers, vied for recognition as most accomplished in tricks, and prettiest, respectively.
The work of Hans Hokanson, the Swedish-born sculptor who lived in East Hampton from 1961 until his death in 1997, is in many notable public and private collections, but a massive work that would be at home in a museum or a sculpture park such as the Storm King Art Center, where his other work is represented, has remained out of view in a secluded East Hampton house for 45 years.
It was 1977 when Jane Maynard and her husband, Walter Maynard, went looking for land on which to build a second home. They were shown a 10.7-acre site at the end of a long driveway just off Georgica Road, right in the heart of East Hampton.
Craig Socia, who has designed hundreds, if not thousands, of gardens — English country, stylish contemporary, Mediterranean, you name it — began imagining what he would like to do at his own property from the moment he arrived on Accabonac Road in East Hampton in 1999. In the following dozen years or so, he created a compound of three houses, each with an individual garden, while tending an eponymous landscape company.
Awhite, two-story house with a sailboat in the driveway on a quiet East Hampton street gives no clue to the artistry and craftsmanship of its inhabitants. Once inside, however, the creativity of its owners, Abigail and Paul Vogel, is visible everywhere.
Most interior designers meticulously arrange their clients’ houses before being photographed, spending hours fluffing pillows, folding towels, and filling each room with vases of freshly cut flowers. But when the camera recently turned on his own house, which is hexagonal and sits on stilts on the oceanfront in Amagansett, David Netto, an interior designer and writer, rearranged not a thing, leaving his bed partly unmade and the contents of his overnight bag strewn about.
Well-behaved ghosts haunt East Hampton if you know how to find them. The hand-hewn beams of the village’s oldest houses, for instance, dated by experts to the 1680s, can still be seen, emerging like spectral cartoon characters from white “sheets” of modern plaster.
Somewhere in East Hampton Town, in a patch of woods just off a residential road, the last blooming yellow-fringed orchid in New York State emerged last summer from a tangle of dead leaves and fallen branches.
Nick Martin is a man in perpetual motion. Before sitting down for a recent interview, Mr. Martin had already had four meetings, two conference calls, and signed a contract for his latest project — all before lunchtime.
Scenes from a host of current and former Broadway hits will take over the stage at East Hampton High School this weekend, and again on April 15 and 16, when the East End Young Arts Initiative presents its annual "Best of Broadway" revue.