Monday, October 7, 2013
the last book I ever read (Frank Lloyd Wright: A Life by Ada Louise Huxtable, excerpt five)
from Frank Lloyd Wright (Penguin Lives) by Ada Louise Huxtable:
Given the resources, confidence, and liberty provided by moneyed clients, Wright was able to dictate every detail, inside and out, even designing clothes for the women to wear; an elegant tea gown seemed to be the preferred garment. Photographs show suitably attired clients, or clients’ wives, in their Wright-designed and –furnished homes, posed next to masses of leaves and Japanese prints hung by, and probably bought from, Wright. Social position was still equated with elaborately furnished and gilded gloom; Wright’s rooms, even with their dark wood and autumnal colors, swept it all away. And while they owed something to the domestic revolution in Britain in the houses of C.F.A. Voysey and Edwin Lutyens, they were quintessential Wright. A few have been rescued as owners and tastes changed; the living room of the later Francis Little house in Wayzata, Minnesota, was installed in the Metropolitan Museum in New York when the house was demolished, where it retains a timeless, disembodied, Wright-charged presence.