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By the time I first visited Taliesin in Spring Green, I had all but discounted Frank Lloyd Wright as a cliche, the cliche, of American architecture. By the time I left from that visit, I was humbled by the architecture and reminded why Wright, after all these years, is still the measure of American architecture and architects.
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All three Taliesins were fantastic. I luckily was allowed to go thru the “public” rooms of the final house, the Living Room, etc., with the added bonus of being guided by Bruce Brooks Pfeiffer. My friend’s ‘crazy’ Uncle Harry was with us, but he instead went up into the orchard and brought back a sackful of apples, and chided Mr. Pfeiffer for letting the ripe harvest go to waste. An earlier visit during the weird,...
I saw Taliesin first in 1962 with my father on my way to college. I had written a fictional account of going there that appeared in the high school literary magazine after reading Wright’s Autobiography. My interest in Wright was stimulated by my architect-father’s library. Taliesin is about time; how a building can be constantly changing and continually itself. The poise expected of great architecture is in service of the evolution of life...
Visiting Taliesin, I was most inspired by how Frank Lloyd Wright lived within the exploration of his profession. Signs of additions and removal of elements reflect the structure’s continual evolution. It certainly feels organic in the way it evolved. It grew and changed over time like the trees in a landscape. I’m inspired by that open-minded perspective, embracing continual change. How liberating would it feel to live this...
When I first saw Taliesin I was surprised at how it looked repaired and still in need of repair. After hearing about how old it was, nearly a hundred years, and how part of it had burned down twice, I could see how a house changed over time. All the little repairs and additions showed it was never meant to be finished. Once I understood that, the imperfections weren’t irritating any more, but seemed like the face of a revered friend. I...
I’d saved for a couple of years before making the trip to Taliesin from Grapevine, Texas. It also took me that long to recruit my travel companions. We decided to fly into Chicago and drive up in May – I’ve never seen so much green in my life! Maybe that’s why they call it Spring Green. My friends and I were all well acquainted with the interiors of Taliesin and even the framed images of the main buildings, but the ability to see how these...