Oetgen and Lineweaver furnished the house with pieces collected over the years, such as the 100-year-old leather sofa Oetgen bought in Paris. Furniture from his mother appears in the dining room. The “grandmother’s suite” is named not for its occupants but for the matriarchs whose possessions adorn it. Artwork by both men, some of it painted in the basement studio, hangs in salon-style arrangements alongside serious pieces, including a Warhol.
The art displayed over the sofa neatly sums up the zeitgeist of the house. “We had just been to Scotland and, of course, sheep are everywhere,” says Oetgen. “We saw this photograph by Hugh Hales-Tooke and just loved it.” The 7-foot-tall, head-on photograph of a sheep is both grand and whimsical. Its scale suggests a royal portrait, but the quizzical subject deflates that pomposity. This piece, along with so many other details throughout the home, speaks to Oetgen’s sophisticated yet unfussy sensibility.