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Posted on 03/15/2012 3:49:47 PM PDT by BfloGuy
When Jim Berger, now 68, was 12 years old, he wrote to Wright and asked him for a design for his black Labrador, Eddie, offering to pay for the work with money from his paper route, according to the Associated Press.
“I would appreciate it if you would design me a doghouse, which would be easy to build, but would go with our house...,” read the letter dated June 19, 1956. “(My dog) is two and a half feet high and three feet long. The reasons I would like this doghouse is for the winters mainly.”
After another exchange of letters six months later, Berger received the plans, free of charge.
(Excerpt) Read more at washingtonpost.com ...
It’s lovely! How is it powered?
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His Usonians are my favorites of all his work -- particularly those built in the early fifties when plate glass had finally come into its own.
I love Argyle Place -- the neighborhoods around Lincoln and Bedell Parkways are beautiful. I lived farther over on the West Side (other side of Richmond,) but used to walk around your parents' neighborhood all the time. As much to look at the Heath House as anything.
I think it's the most beautiful house ever designed. Go figure.
That’s fine you can think that, I said it was just my opinion. I think it looks like a couple of roast beef sandwiches on white bread. I don’t see anything about it that resembles a house.
That’s what this one was. 1953. It had a custom built sliding glass wall, counterbalanced, moved very well, about 20 feet long and twelve feet high, retracted into the rear wall of the den beside a huge Tennessee Crab Orchard stone fireplace. Opened the den to the screened porch, no steps, absolutely level, it just flowed, no barrier or distinction between indoors and out. Lots of those round, spun copper downlights tucked away here and there throughout the interior and exterior too. I bet that place glowed like a jack-o-lantern at night with them all lit.
Well you are wrong about the author, T.C. Boyle. He is the modern Twain and the best-selling sarcastic author today. His book “The Road to Wellville” was made into a major movie well received, which skewered the Kellog empire’s beginnings in health junk science. He wrote a scathing exposé of hippiedom with “Drop City”, and busted California people’s hypocrisy regarding illegal aliens in “Tortilla Curtain”. His early book “Water Music” is hysterical, about the one and only Scottish explorer, Mungo Park, who did the Congo River.
His roaringly funny tale of the jackass Frank Lloyd Wrong, “The Women, is tragic, true, horrid and funny ‘fiction’. Wright was the most terrible, thieving, shameless, bigamist, chiseling, misogynist, incompetent, bombastic architect in American history.
In our culture that is considered winning and the fools who idolize him are
The jackass created things. The author rode his coattails, and would surely have found an occupation more suited to his “talent” if it weren’t for the existence of notoriously imperfect people to take populist potshots at. Tc who?
That was stunning .. thank you ! :-)
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