When I think of Tony Duquette, certain images spring instantly to mind. Folding screens spattered with giant sunbursts. A coffered ceiling made of plastic serving trays. Chandeliers laden with glistening abalone shells. Then there’s the gilded biomorphic console table that resembles, depending on one’s vantage point, a writhing sea creature or a roller coaster on Mars.
Call it Space Age Baroque, it’s the kind of the top decorating that I and maybe the world is ready for, for me Tony is a maximalist icon.