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Their Own Tenement Museum

Michael Reynolds’s grandparents lived in this East Village apartment, but they wouldn’t recognize it now.

The Living Room: “I am a fetishist when it comes to objects,” Michael Reynolds says. “Every area is a shrine for me. I need things around me that hold energy and have history. Bone is very sacred to me”wood, stone, and bone. It’s very shamanic to me.” A photograph by Victoria Sambunaris from the Yancey Richardson Gallery hangs over the Tobia Scarpa couch, and a black leather Poul Kjaerholm chair from R 20th Century is against the wall. A nineteenth-century elephant skull on the floor in the corner is from the late antiques dealer Amy Perlin. Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Living Room: “I am a fetishist when it comes to objects,” Michael Reynolds says. “Every area is a shrine for me. I need things around me that hold energy and have history. Bone is very sacred to me”wood, stone, and bone. It’s very shamanic to me.” A photograph by Victoria Sambunaris from the Yancey Richardson Gallery hangs over the Tobia Scarpa couch, and a black leather Poul Kjaerholm chair from R 20th Century is against the wall. A nineteenth-century elephant skull on the floor in the corner is from the late antiques dealer Amy Perlin. Photo: Francois Dischinger

This story was originally published in the May 6, 2013 issue of New York Magazine.

This is an East Village tenement railroad; we didn’t want to rob it of its architectural integrity, whatever that means,” Michael Reynolds says, sitting in the living room of the apartment he shares with Eric Hoffman, the very same apartment he remembers visiting as a little boy when his grandparents lived there. “We restored some of the details, but this is what it is, so let’s make this our own tenement museum.” Back in 1945, Michael’s grand­parents, Caterina and Mariano D’Angelo, bought the building with savings from her work as a seamstress for Bergdorf Goodman. “My grandparents were put together by a matchmaker in Sicily who misled my grandmother into thinking that my grandfather had money, as she wanted to open her own fabric shop.” That was not the case, and so they emigrated to America and then ultimately to the very spot Michael and Eric are sitting in today.

Reynolds, a freelance design editor, and Hoffman, who runs his own creative branding agency, moved into the apartment eight years ago, and although they have spiffed up the entrance and hallways with fresh paint and new hardware, the layout of the two original apartments, which his grandparents joined when they bought the building, remains pretty much the same. They did have a faux-wall door created in the living room — “à la Versailles” — to hide a functioning entrance to the living room, and they tore up layers of linoleum to unearth the original nineteenth-century floor planks, which they stained ebony. But no amount of work can stop the past from seeping out of the walls and ceilings. Nor would they want it to: “One of my earliest memories,” Michael recalls, “is in the old dining room, now my office, when my grandmother would make macaroni. They would be hanging everywhere — she had a laundry line hanging in the dining room, and there would be macaroni drying on the backs of the chairs. We knew what we were having for dinner that night.” Michael’s parents also lived in the building when they were first married, before moving to Scarsdale to raise their family. Over the phone, Michael’s father, Harold Reynolds, tells the story of his first encounter with Michael’s mother. The year was 1950, and he had just a few coins in his pocket when he went into the D’Angelos’ Italian grocery store on the ground floor. The girl at the counter had fair skin and black hair, and when he saw how much ham and cheese she was cutting for his sandwich, he had to warn her that he had only 35 cents. “ ‘Oh, that’s okay,’ ” she said. “The man behind me on line said, ‘I have never seen a 35-cent sandwich like that! If I were you, I would marry her!’ ” And so Harold did marry Josephine, the daughter of Caterina and Mariano D’Angelo. It would surely give Caterina satisfaction and pride to know that today Michael is back where she air-dried pasta, and to hear him say this: “Living here has made me embrace what I love about New York, and it really made me embrace Weegee photographs, and it made me embrace Lewis Hine and all his immigrant photography — those are all of my memories, like going to the bialy man with my mother. I was scared of the old tenants when I was little, but now there isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do to have them back.”

Photo: Francois Dischinger
Reynolds’s Office: The custom modular desk in what was once his grandparents’ dining room is by Atlas Industries. “Originally, when the building was built, in 1865,” says Reynolds, “there were four apartments per floor. Back in the overcrowded, old-school immigrant slum days.” Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Kitchen: “It’s my grandmother’s original tiled kitchen floor.” The sink is from Win Restaurant Equipment Center on Lafayette Street. Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Music Room: “There was always a sewing machine here,” says Reynolds. “My grandmother sat at the window for years and years and years doing the rosary.” Now the room contains, among other things, a nineteenth-century Anglo-Indian inlaid cabinet (with two giant antique whale vertebrae from Chista on top), a handblown light fixture by Jeff Zimmerman, and a Pierre Paulin F444 chair from R 20th Century at right. As for the phallus? It’s a massive antique marble Kashmiri lingam from the Nancy Wiener Gallery. Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Bedroom: The custom Burst light fixture was designed by Lindsey Adelman. The photograph above the bed is by Robert Mapplethorpe, from the Alan Klotz Gallery. The art on the wall includes a Weegee photograph, a Tom of Finland drawing, and a painting by Tommi Parzinger. Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Guest Room: The custom tufted mattress is by Interiors by George and Martha. The photograph of an interior at Versailles is by Robert Polidori. The bisque porcelain birds are from Ted Muehling and the Porcelain Room. The shell shelf is by Wendell Castle. Photo: Francois Dischinger
The Dining Room: The photograph of two dogs is by Hellen van Meene, from the Yancey Richardson Gallery. The walnut CB-22 Tractor counter stools are by BassamFellows. The antique nineteenth-century horn chandelier is from Niall Smith Antiques. Photo: Francois Dischinger
Their Own Tenement Museum