Those were simpler times. I’m not sure there was a Michelin star rating that could have captured the simplistic beauty of the Whalers Motel, right on Long Island Avenue in Sag Harbor. For many years the sign read, “Whalers Motel-TV-Heated.”
On a dark and stormy night when there’s nothing to watch on TV, you might want to don your greatcoat and go snooping for paranormal activities, that is, a search for ghosts. An old, old house where some foul deed or terrible accident occurred many years ago is a likely place to investigate.
In June 2018, the Whitney Museum of American Art announced the establishment of the Roy Lichtenstein Study Collection, created by the Roy Lichtenstein Foundation’s gift of more than 400 of his works in all media spanning his entire career.
“Why are you going THERE?” everyone wants to know”…especially why are you going there for Thanksgiving.”
By Bruce Buschel Judge: Mr. Buschel, you are allowed, though not required, to be accompanied by an attorney and witnesses. Your honor, I have no attorney...
This year Sag Harbor’s Kathi McCarron will celebrate having a family that she never knew she had. Ancestry DNA and her “search angel,” Marsha, have opened a new and exciting door into Ms. McCarron’s life.
Well, the holidays are officially upon us — or I should say they’re officially upon the inside of my car. At least, that’s what Sirius XM Radio has been telling me since adding Channel 70 to its roster back on November 1.
Like many cooks, I often make too much food for Thanksgiving, which I then pack up and give to my guests, because I’ve been...
As an artist, historian, humanitarian, Michael A. Butler continues to leave his mark on Sag Harbor, stroke by stroke, step by step.
Thank you to all who attended the trial run of a Saturday Village Board of Trustees work session on October 26. For anyone who could not attend I have written out my notes about of long-term goals for the village.
In the November 24, 1975 issue of New York magazine, the art critic Thomas B. Hess reviewed an exhibition of portraits by Elaine de Kooning. Hess, who was himself among her subjects, described her as “one of the sparkling ‘Amazons’ who emerged in the flowering of American painting after World War II and into the 1950’s.” He also mentioned several female artists of the early 20th century Russian avant-garde to whom that “equivocal nickname” had been applied.
Here at our humble abode in the woods of Northwest, we’ve officially entered a new phase of empty nestdom. Which is probably why my new modus operandi is to alight in it as little as I can ... in other words, I am officially out and about.
A few weeks ago, literally at the crack of dawn, an intrepid group assembled at LongHouse Reserve for an excursion to the Glass House and Grace Farms in New Canaan, Connecticut. Both sites are notable for their transparent architecture, but the concept behind each is very different.
“Hi Mom … We’re evacuating.” It wasn’t exactly the phone call I was expecting just two weeks into my daughter’s first semester of college, but here it was.
A collection of squirrel figurines adorned the windowsill of the “Crow’s Nest” — the screened in porch of the Browngardt house on Palmer Terrace. “My family has lived in this house since 1926,” Robert Browngardt explained. “I spend most of my time out here on the porch.”