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...Ranch. The West Side apartment of Textile Manufacturer Benjamin Heller strikes some as an art gallery with a bed. Huge paintings by Pollock, Rothko. Newman and other abstractionists, as well as Greek and African sculptures and pre-Columbian potteries, loom everywhere-in the living room and kitchen, bedroom and bathroom. Because action painters feel a compulsion to paint big, Heller kept the apartment free of cornices, architectural decoration and ornamental bric-a-brac whose fussy detail would clash with the large-scale paintings. But, insists Collector Heller, "the idea that our apartment was built around an art gallery...
...Passing Show. Erpf carries his love of diverse viewpoints into his notable art collection, which so crowds his ten-room Park Avenue bachelor apartment that he has been forced to hang seven of his paintings in the bathroom. His tastes range all the way from ancient Chinese snuff bottles to the disturbing, threatening Tasso's Oak by Modern Peter Blume (price: $5,000). Art connoisseurs, asked to characterize his collection, shake their heads in despair...
...speak Carolinian. Hutton summons an interpreter who speaks Carolinian and a dialect called Charono. The old man speaks Charono. Back through the chain of interpreters, Charono to Carolinian to Japanese to English, comes the old man's message. He has to go to the bathroom...
...rooms. Before they are through, it will cost them $2,000,000. The place sits on catacombs that will become the world's weirdest wine cellar. Sophia and Carlo will each have an apartment consisting of a bedroom, a library, a study and an oak-paneled bathroom. Outside, Carlo is excavating a 135-ft. swimming pool surrounded by a sort of pocket aqueduct with Romanesque arches on top of which will rise a huge, four-apartment guesthouse with 16th century curves and a frieze of stone statues and cannon balls...
...alfalfa. Puts the baby on the pot, the water on the stove. Dad sinks blissfully into stolen snooze. "Wake up!" squeals his darling daughter, knocking on his head with her knuckles-hard. "Ah, c'mon!" Mum squalls at the baby. "Yer not tryin'." Dad weaves toward the bathroom, battles an ancient geyser for five minutes, achieves a pathetic dribble of tepid water, starts to shave. "Breakfast!" Dad slumps groggily over his coffee. "Now don't be late, dear." Dad rises wearily, kisses his daughter goodbye. She draws back as if from a leper...