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Beatrix Ost, author of My Father's House, was born in Germany in 1940. She is a visual artist, film and theater producer, designer, and actress. She lives in New York and Charlottesville, VA.

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Came across some pictures of her at Advanced Style and got curious. I dug up some more and found her really inspirational, not just in the way she dresses but also in the way she writes and carries herself. We need more unique figures like her in this area.

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Promoting her book, My Father's House.

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HOTSEAT- Artist in wonderland: Beatrix Ost authors bestseller

By Lisa Provence.
Published Thursday Jun 21st, 2007.
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Beatrix Ost is not a woman partial to neutrals. She has blue hair and wears magenta lipstick and jade green earrings accessorizing a lime green/orange/blue/black silk ensemble. Sitting thus arrayed on the porch of Estouteville, her historic landmark home in Keene, she describes finding love letters her father wrote to her mother.

The vivid personal style of the well-known artist, who once appeared on the cover of the New York Times Magazine lolling on the bed in her "Blobitecture" West Side Manhattan apartment, with husband Ludwig Kuttner soaking in the bathtub, has found expression in a new medium. Ost has penned a memoir, My Father's House: A Childhood in Wartime Bavaria, and it's said to be a bestseller in Germany.
As she speaks, the quiet of the countryside is periodically shattered by the shrieks of peacocks, a species that also roamed the Bavarian farm of her youth. "They're mating," Ost says.
Back to the letters. Her father wrote them at the time of Ost's birth when he was stationed in Africa in 1940.
"I was so taken by them," she says. Her mother and her father-- a "fearless anti-Nazi" who was sent home from Africa, narrowly avoiding court martial-- took in and fed assorted war refuges on their estate north of Munich.
"Who are these people?" she wondered as she first began reading the letters. She decided to tell the story for her children, but 120 pages in, she sent the manuscript to a literary agent in Munich.
"She called and said, 'This is an important book,'" Ost says. "'The world knows about the Holocaust. The world knows about the Nazis. No one knows about private life.'"
Ost says that after World War II ended, there was tremendous guilt and no time for her parents' generation to mourn, "[The agent] said, 'You must write it for everyone, not just your family.'"
The book was such a hit in Germany that she's writing a second one about the '50s and '60s. "One hundred thousand people read your book," Ost says her agent told her. "Give them another."
The visual artist, whose sculptures and paintings make Estouteville unlike any other historic Virginia estate, discovered another side of herself-- that she was good with words.
"Art was our religion," she says. "Art was everywhere on my mother's side-- architects, painters. It was just there. It wasn't a big deal."
In the 1950s, Ost was "making a lot of money" modeling, she says. She also appeared in movies and was married. The art "just presented itself."
She came to America in 1975 with Kuttner. "This was an adventure," she explains. "We wanted to raise our children here. We fell in love with New York."
Ost continues to divide her time between Manhattan and Charlottesville, where she finds reminders of her childhood world in the rural estate with its vegetable gardens, chickens, and rabbits. "It's an incredible joy to be here," she says.
"When you decide to live in another country, you have a clear view looking from outside," she says. "Here are my people. I look at them with a critical eye." A peacock screams.
"I learned every life is worth writing about," says Ost, who's a Buddhist. "That's the gift of Buddhism. Small things can be so big."
She's also learned to use her royal blue hair as a marketing device. "In New York, every day someone says something about my hair," says Ost. "I have a card printed about my book. When someone asks about my hair, I hand it out."
The artist-turned-author seems to have a knack for marketing-- and not only her own work. When she travels to New York, she takes the bus-- her son Oliver Kuttner's Starlight Express. "I love it," she enthuses. "It's so pleasant."

Age: I've earned quite a few years.
Why here? A pendulum told me to live here.
What's worst about living here? Charlottesville got overdiscovered.
Favorite hangout? Any good food, outdoor restaurant
Most overrated virtue? Modesty, often a cloak for fear
People would be surprised to know: I can ski.
What would you change about yourself? When I recognize it, I change it.
Proudest accomplishment? Having written My Father's House
People find most annoying about you: I hope they tell me.
Whom do you admire? His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Favorite book? W. G. Sebald's The Rings of Saturn
Subject that causes you to rant? George W. Bush
Biggest 21st-century thrill? The movies
Biggest 21st-century creep out? That wars are not over; Iraq's another Vietnam.
What do you drive? A hybrid Honda
In your car CD player right now: Dave Matthews
Next journey? London and Venice
Most trouble you've ever gotten in? Everything is an event forming a life.
Regret: Youthful indifference to fame. But now I see it is very helpful. You have more power in doing good.
Favorite comfort food: Rice
Always in your refrigerator: Sake
Must-see TV: The Sopranos
Favorite cartoon: Everything from Christophe Vorlet
Describe a perfect day. Having the day all to myself writing or painting without interruption. A delicious dinner made by Paul with produce from our garden, sitting outside on my porch with friends on a balmy night.
Walter Mitty fantasy: Being on Oprah with My Father's House
Who'd play you in the movie? Helen Mirren
Most embarrassing moment? Should I be embarrassed? A woman in Munich looked me up and down. Pointing at my hat, she said with a smirk on her face, "We don't have Carnival yet!" I said, "You should wear one of these, it would suit you well." But I am embarrassed when our government in Washington goes to a foreign country and pushes freedom on people.
Best advice you ever got? Wear a big hat.
Favorite bumper sticker? I have three:
In your body is a good place to be.
There's a village in Texas missing its idiot.
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John Owen and Beatrix Ost attend the TriBeCa Ball Fundraising Gala for the NY Academy of Art on March 2, 2009 in New York City.



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Beatrix had me when she claimed that her greatest inspiration is the warmth of people. I have thought about it so many times since. It’s such a joyful and open way to live life, and you can see it in her glow and feel it in her presence. She is the living embodiment of style, and being in her space puts me on a high. Not only does she give attention to every detail of her apartment, cooking, painting, and writing, but more then anything, I wish I could get it together to design my own clothes like she does. Her farm in Virginia is equally as amazing. Nothing that she owns or does is without meaning. She supported a family of Tibetan monks for a year, by commissioning them to make the rug that is now in her living room, and the rug is inscribed from a page in her personal notebook! I am most obsessed with Beatrix’s long and purple-tinted, snow white hair and fantasize about my own looking like that one day.

Beatrix’s favorite designers are Comme Des Garcons, Vivienne Westwood, Azzedine Alaia, Yohji Yamamoto, Ronaldus Shamask, and Philip Treacy. She can’t live without her lipstick, and her signature’s are her rings and ankle boots. Her first book is called “My Father’s House: A Childhood in Wartime Bavaria”

Beatrix’s Favorite stores are Barney’s, Issey Miyake, Christie’s, Mood Fabrics, IF Boutique, INA, Tokyo Joe, Tokio 7, Resurrection, and Yu.





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Her hair is so pretty.. such a great shade of blue, it is quite eccentric but doesn't look ridiculous.. I guess it blends pretty well with some of her white hair and makes perfect sense with her style.

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A few random pics from her site, www.beatrixost.com

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Outré, yet Uncontrived
By Sarah Sargent
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From the moment I passed through Estouteville’s gates I felt like I entered a magical realm. Approaching the house, home to Beatrix Ost and her husband, Ludwig Kuttner, I saw a variety of captivating sculptures—great stone spheres, totemic figures, twig structures, witches’ balls, winged rocking chairs and musical instruments—adorning the lawn and hanging from tree branches. More than artworks, they suggest talismans that fulfill a potent spiritual function. I notice two peacocks strutting languidly amongst them; seeing me, they sound the alarm announcing my arrival.

Ost welcomes me into her kitchen. An expansive space that includes an attached butler’s pantry, it’s clearly the heart of the Charlottesville-area home. With its dramatic black and white tiles, it has an old-world charm evocative of some splendid Wiener Werkstatte café. I want to linger in the space, but Ost leads me down the hall into a salon. A large square room, the walls have a sumptuous olive green and gold faux finish. On two long walls, red shelves—contemporary minimalist versions of a Chinoiserie cabinet—hold an extensive collection of German Jugendstil pewterware including a monogrammed plate once owned by the actress Sarah Bernhardt. It is a beautiful room, dark and exotic, evoking a stage set designed by Baskt or Cocteau. I sit on a yellow leather couch. An orange marmalade-colored cat snoozes in front of the fire on large cushions tossed casually on the floor. Ost offers me a dish of Tibetan tea. She and her husband are practicing Tibetan Buddhists and have been dedicated supporters of Tibet for many years. The tea was made by a Tibetan woman who, along with her husband and two children, is staying at Estouteville at Ost and Kuttner’s invitation while they establish themselves in the area.

Beatrix Ost, “Trixi” to her friends, was born in Stuttgart in 1940. In her youth she studied at the Academy of Fine Arts in Munich and with Expressionist artist Oskar Kokoschka in Stuttgart. An accomplished sculptor and painter for many years, her work has been exhibited in Virginia at Second Street Gallery in Charlottesville, the Peninsula Fine Arts Center in Newport News, and at various venues in New York and Germany. Ost is also a film producer, screenwriter and actress. A resident of the U.S. since 1975, she divides her time between Charlottesville and New York City. She has also modeled and acted (in movies and on stage), and is an expert skier and gourmet cook.

Ost is well known for her dramatic personal style. She was identified by style mavens Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen as the inspiration for their Fall 2010 collection. “Trixi is basically an intergalactic phenomenon that presents in the shape of an amazing woman,” says Deborah McLeod, a curator and gallery owner (Chroma Projects, Charlottesville) who has worked with Ost over the years. “I tremendously admire her approach to the world, which is to understand it as miraculous and to interpret that quality in her art and personal style accordingly.”

On the day of my visit, Ost is wearing a long-sleeved leopard print blouse under a lustrous chartreuse jacket. In a nod to the country setting, she has on a vaguely tweedy brown skirt, heeled oxfords and thick tights. The effect is kind of 1930s, but the choice of pieces is very modern. Her famous blue hair is in a loose chignon and she is wearing her trademark claret-colored lipstick and nail polish. On her ears are gold snake earrings, and on her fingers are the same four rings she always wears; two are her own design of twigs that wrap around her fingers up to the first knuckle, tributes to the Virginia landscape. Kuttner purchased the other two for her in Venice. One, made for the Mexican film star María Félix, features a large pearl entwined by a snake; the other is a memento mori skull.

Ost says her style sense is so inbred she never thinks about it. She insists she is not a shopper, and while I don’t totally buy this, I know what she means. She never throws anything out and wears clothes she’s had for years, augmenting them with the odd newly-acquired piece. Many of her garments, including shoes, are bespoke, designed by herself. Ost favors a late Edwardian style (peplum jackets over long narrow skirts, hats or turbans and ankle boots) but it’s an Edwardian silhouette as interpreted by someone who also favors the more avant-garde vision of say, an Issey Miyake or Comme des Garçons. Despite her outré choices, Ost always manages to look feminine, elegant and uncontrived.

She is amused that she has been elevated to the role of fashion muse. She’s been designing her clothes for years, but was never interested in parlaying her talents into a business. “I squandered my talents in that area, but the day-to-day commercial side of fashion would have bored me.” Ost’s passion was always art. She comes from a long line of artists. “Art was our religion,” she says of her family. “Art was everywhere on my mother’s side—architects, painters. It was just there. It wasn’t a big deal.” Indeed, her maternal grandfather was a painter of some note. His lovely portrait of her mother as a young girl hangs over a fireplace in one of Estouteville’s sitting rooms.

It is only in recent years that Ost has turned her attention from visual art to writing, an endeavor begun as a means to share her history with her children. In 2004, while going through an armoire, Ost discovered love letters written by her father to her mother during World War II and was inspired to write My Father’s House (Helen Marx Books/Books & Co). Ost writes in German and in longhand, subsequently translating what she has written into English assisted by a professional translator. She is fluent in the language, but realizes that a non-native speaker can sometimes miss nuances. The diligence pays off; My Father’s House is beautifully expressed, lyrical and evocative. In addition to being a vivid account of life seen through a child’s eyes, what is most powerful about Ost’s book is that it conveys the humanity that existed in certain quarters within the horror of the Third Reich. Ost found the experience of writing a memoir to be a profound journey where “the story comes out in pieces” with one memory triggering another. “It’s like constructing a skeleton and then layering flesh over it.”

Ost’s father, who detested Hitler and the war itself, was an officer in the army. He served on the front in Bordeaux and was eventually sent to Africa where he was named City and Harbor Commander of Tubruq, Libya. While there, he became friends with Field Marshal Erwin Rommel. During the final conversation between the two, Ost’s father observed that the war was lost—a treasonable offense. Rommel could have had him executed, but instead discharged him from the army and sent him home citing a likely nervous collapse.

Ost was raised on a family estate in Bavaria, which was peopled by a motley crew of family retainers and relatives. Presiding over everything was Ost’s mother, whom she says “had the wonderful quality of not burdening herself with inalterable situations.”

These various influences together with the daily experiences of rural life shaped Ost’s character. She’s someone who takes the long view, is easily adaptable and seems unruffled by life’s quotidian challenges. The circumstances of her childhood also had the advantage of insulating her somewhat from the war, though there were air raids and times when the family would run and seek shelter under a bridge while allied planes flew overhead. In spite of the turmoil and hardship gripping Germany, the childhood Ost describes is mostly idyllic. Her father rejoined the family in 1943, so from the time Ost was three, both parents were present. And being on a farm, with food and shelter, “all that really mattered” was readily available to them.

Ost and Kuttner met in Munich in 1967 at Oktoberfest. At the time, Ost was a young single mother of two boys and Kuttner was just 21. They became fast friends. Over time, their relationship blossomed and after three years they moved in together, eventually marrying. Kuttner adopted Ost’s two sons from her first marriage and the couple went on to have another son together.

Ost and Kuttner travelled to America on the QE II in 1975. They fell in love with New York and decided to raise their children there “out of a sense of curiosity and adventure,” explains Ost. While they maintained an apartment in the city, they purchased an historic house in Cold Spring, New York on the Hudson River. She calls that move “expanding into the American wilderness.” The house burned in 1981. Ost was devastated, and wanting to make a fresh start, she held a pendulum over a map of the eastern United States. The pendulum swung in a wide arc, which grew smaller and smaller before centering over Virginia and then Albemarle County, and finally pointing directly to an area south of Charlottesville. During an exploratory trip they discovered that Estouteville, begun in 1827 by James Dinsmore—a master carpenter who had worked for Jefferson on the construction of both Monticello and the University of Virginia—sat on the very spot where the pendulum had pointed.

Determined to live there, they approached the owner, J. Prescott Carter, about buying it. He was amenable, but insisted they wait until after the death of his wife, who was ill at the time. After Mrs. Carter died in 1983 and the sale went through, Ost and Kuttner went about restoring the house.

Built for John Coles (an Albemarle County merchant, farmer and intimate of Jefferson’s), Estouteville’s grand scale, perfect proportions and superior workmanship rank it as one of Virginia’s architectural gems. Thought to be influenced by Montpelier, the brick house has a double façade with substantial Tuscan porticos on either side. The gracious center hall, arguably one of the stateliest rooms in Virginia, features a stunning Doric entablature of ox-skull metopes that encircles the space. Off the hall, which the Coles called a “summer living room,” there are two symmetrical sitting rooms in front, and a transverse corridor containing two graceful mirror-image staircases in the rear.

Ost and Kuttner, a developer and the former CEO of Hampshire Group, Ltd., a holding company that markets apparel, have filled Estouteville with their considerable collection of mostly early 20th century antiques and decorative arts. In addition to significant pieces by Michael Thonet and Josef Hoffman, the hall is appointed with daring contemporary designs: One of the famous Droog bureaus made from found drawers lashed together with a cable is at one end, and a large circular bronze table with attached bench by Michele Oka Doner is at the other. Lined up against one wall is a collection of unusual antique children’s chairs, and on the walls are works by Ost and Shelia Metzner. This wonderful pastiche of 20th century art and design might needle some purists who would prefer to see Estouteville frozen in a 19th century time capsule, but somehow it all works, breathing life and character into the grand old house.

Beautiful as it is, Estouteville is very much a family home. There is the reassuring accumulation of clutter, and everywhere there is evidence of children. Ost is a devoted mother to three sons and has eight grandchildren.

She has recently completed her second book, More Than Everything, set in the 1950s and ’60s, which covers her life as an art student and first marriage to a brilliant, but troubled, South American writer. Next on the docket are a series of short stories, and there is always the call of the visual arts to lure her back into the studio.

Open-minded and full of energy, she doesn’t discount anything. Indeed, Ost seems remarkably at ease in the world and, most important, with herself. “In your body is a good place to be” is a quote that is rendered in mosaic tile in the bathroom of her New York apartment. Unquestionably an “old soul,” she doesn’t sweat the small stuff, but chooses to focus on what really matters: a heart and mind fully engaged with the world around her. How she dresses, appoints her houses, creates her art, writes and comports herself are all part and parcel of a whole infused with joie de vivre.


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NEW YORK, NY - APRIL 04: Beatrix Ost and Ludwig Ost attend the Tribeca Ball 2011 at the New York Academy of Art on April 4, 2011 in New York City.



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"In Living Color" in Harper's Bazaar US November 2012

Photographer: Terry Richardson
Fashion Editor: Leslie Lessin
Hair: Dennis Lanni for Nexxus Salon Hair Care
Hair Color: Lena Ott
Make-up: Frank B.
Manicure: Michina Koide

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Chloe Norgaard (American. Born on June 25th, 1989. Agency: One Management)

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What a pleasure to see this thread revived after such an immediate death .. thank you, meidude, wish there were more than just two shots of her in that story, she looks far more interesting than Chloe. Not sure I'm feeling that deeper shade of blue but it certainly works for an editorial.. you'd hardly believe it's her actual style magnified.

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I saved this pic a while ago from her instagram.. makes me want to wear more green.

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she's also on the cover of Grey this season (second time)..

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