Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Frank Lloyd Wright narrative
I decided I would clear my head and try and process why this exact site was picked. I thought that I would explore the town and find the culture and the history. How I could do that in just one visit, I am unsure. The streets on the main road are freshly paved. This does not interest me. I look for the street with the most history. The street with the worn road. The street with the oldest houses. When I look for history, most people look for words, or documents, pictures. I look for signs of history in architecture. The houses I look at, with the room with the shingle missing from the roof, or the brick pathway that is settling into the ground. That is history to me.
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