That ethos remains at the heart of their gallery program, which spotlights the trace of the hand across art forms of all kinds. “Our first love was ceramics,” Burrows recalls. “That’s where we started.”Once a springboard for their business, the medium is now ever present in their home—from the tiled surface of the 1950s Bjørn Wiinblad dining table to the svelte vintage Berndt Friberg vessels in nearly every room. Three years ago, their taste for stranger, more avant-garde pieces—the porcelain sea anemone by Eva Zethraeus on their hearth, for instance—spurred them to open HB381, a second gallery with a focus on contemporary ceramics, much of it, again, from Scandinavia. Examples appear across the 35-acre upstate property, among them the Jakob Jørgensen totem outside the barn and the Jasmin Anoschkin sculpture of a hybrid creature floating on a dock in the pond.
Back inside their little handmade house, personal keepsakes abound, including 1970s leather stuffed animals, photographs by their friend Catherine Opie, and Guatemalan masks. In the kitchen stands an original Josef Frank cabinet that was once part of the designer’s personal collection. “It’s super meaningful and full of treasures,” Burrows explains of the piece, which displays plastic tokens from the Jardin des Tuileries merry-go-round (souvenirs from a trip with one of their daughters) alongside miniatures by artists on their roster. “Something about old things—especially the Swedish, Finnish, and Danish—just resonates with both of us,” says Burrows. “They feel like home.”
