Thursday, October 27, 2011
A drive along the back roads from Bridgehampton to Southampton is all it takes to see this monster. It's being built practically next door to the old Wainscott Post Office. (The one in the photo is not the one I'm talking about, but it's about the same size! Imagine it tucked into a small piece of property next to stately farm houses...) This monster is newly shingled and so out of context and overly huge that it looks like someone plucked it from an oceanfront estate and plopped it down along pretty little Wainscott Main Street. What a travesty.
Wainscott Main is a beautiful historic street of lovely, shingled two-story farm houses. There is a wonderful ebb and flow to the street, where for generations farmers have plowed their fields and raised their families in ample, lovely homes. They're not small houses - they're perfectly comfortable ones. But since someone has decided to build a monster in their midst they are dwarfed into submission, looking forlorn and lost in the shadows. It's such a shame.
I've always said I would never want to build a house that didn't fit into a neighborhood, but apparently not everyone feels that way. If they had wanted 5000 sq. ft. of living space perhaps they could have built something deeper or more rambling. But whomever these folks are, I suppose they want the attention. Perhaps the town needs to spend a little more time creating historic districts so that perfect little hamlets like Wainscott don't suddenly become mansion rows. I'm still steaming...