The refinement level of the M.A.S.T. experience is difficult to characterize. The space itself is rustic—an open warehouse with a high ceiling and architectural features that feel like characters in a play of space, in which light is the lead actor. The palette of the merchandise is natural, clear and white, moving outward to hints of other shades. The items created for sale are, fundamentally, jewelry and assemblages of unexpected found items, like antique lamp parts or vintage glass insulators. The artisans seem defined by knowing when to quit, when the essence of the beauty has been captured. Shopping there makes other gift shops seem crowded, and their merchandise positively clunky.
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