Showing posts with label Frank Lloyd Wright. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank Lloyd Wright. Show all posts
October 20, 2016
September 29, 2016
September 15, 2016
Chapel Reunion
Unity Chapel, Taliesen Estate, Spring Green, Wisconsin, September 2, 2014. Look around for some history.
Labels:
2014,
cemetery,
Frank Lloyd Wright,
history,
reunion,
Spring Green,
Summer,
Taliesen,
trees,
Wisconsin
July 7, 2016
A Side Excursion, in Three Takes
During one of the annual, Lithuanian-school picnics, my Dad escorted a few of us to the nearby Fabyan estate.
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1967. I do not appear in this photograph because I am taking the picture (you can see the camera strap here).
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1967. I do not appear in this photograph because I am taking the picture (you can see the camera strap here).
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June 8, 2015
Birthday Reunion
June 2, 2015
Early-Spring Drive
Labels:
2015,
architecture,
Capitol,
driving,
fishing,
Frank Lloyd Wright,
Lake Monona,
Madison,
Spring,
trees,
Wisconsin
September 26, 2014
Autumn Tour
Taliesen Estate, Spring Green, Wisconsin, October 10, 2009. Several years ago, the leaves changed color later in the season.
September 24, 2014
Remembered
Taliesen Estate, Spring Green, Wisconsin, September 2, 2014. A century has passed since the murders at Taliesen I.
Labels:
1914,
2014,
cemetery,
crime,
death,
flowers,
Frank Lloyd Wright,
PrairieMod,
Spring Green,
Taliesen,
Wisconsin
May 18, 2014
Wright Walk, in Three Takes
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Oak Park, Illinois, May 2008. Mr. Irene and I return to home territory to tour Mr. Wright's works.
May 11, 2014
You don't care for RVs?
Consider this.
Labels:
2014,
architecture,
Daily Mail,
Frank Lloyd Wright,
home,
tourism,
Travel,
Wisconsin
February 9, 2014
"So … one of the most significant works in the history of architecture is the prototype for America's architectural Anti-Christ?"
PrairieMod
mocks a headline
calling Frank Lloyd Wright's Winslow
House the first "McMansion."
(Here's why I am interested.)
UPDATE: I've revised this entry to reflect the edits posted at PrairieMod.
(Here's why I am interested.)
UPDATE: I've revised this entry to reflect the edits posted at PrairieMod.
January 12, 2014
"Frozenwater" at Fallingwater
The
"polar vortex" freezes
the falls at Fallingwater.
(Via PrairieMod.)
(Via PrairieMod.)
October 18, 2013
Property Listing
PraireMod
reports the William Winslow House is on
the market. Mom visited the home during
a house call in the early 1960s.
October 19, 2012
September 19, 2012
Maywood Architecture
My childhood home stood on a street that ran perpendicular to the banks of the Des Plaines River. Across the river, to the east of our home, began the tony suburb of River Forest, and beyond River Forest, was elegant Oak Park.
Both River Forest and Oak Park are home to architectural gems. I attended high school in River Forest, and Mr. Irene's high school was in Oak Park. We each often rode past famous homes, including the Frank Lloyd Wright Home and Studio. My Mom made a house call to the William Winslow House.
Fewer people know about the architectural history of Maywood, the suburb that began three blocks to the south of our home. Many unaltered, historical homes—both Victorian and Prairie-Style houses—stand in Maywood. Today a friend pointed me to a new video, The Historic Homes of Maywood. It's worth a look.
(Via Chicago Curbed.)
January 23, 2012
The Week Before the Wedding
Mr. Irene and I were busy the week before we got married. A young couple had befriended me when I lived in Venice, and the two flew to Chicago for the wedding. The husband, an architect, had been to the United States earlier, but his wife had never traveled overseas. We therefore spent about five days sightseeing in Chicago.
We took our guests to the spots that were important to us. We toured the Evanston campus of Northwestern University, where Mr. Irene and I had done our undergraduate work. We stopped at Daley Plaza, and we rode up to the top of the John Hancock Building. We also spent at day at my beloved Brookfield Zoo.
The Venetian visitors were interested in American food, so we ate at places like Ed Debevic's and McDonald's. We ordered take-out ribs from Russell's Barbecue in Elmwood Park.
Our schedule was so packed that we barely had time to think about the wedding day. On the day of our rehearsal dinner, for example, we did a walking tour of the Frank Lloyd Wright homes in Oak Park, we visited the Robie House, and we wandered around the campus of the University of Chicago. We were running late as we returned to our respective homes. When I drove into the driveway, I saw that my Dad's twin sister, Jonė, and her husband, Kadis, already had arrived from Toronto for the wedding.
I quickly changed for the small gathering at a Polish restaurant. I was so late, that I painted my nails in the car on the way to dinner.
Chicago, Illinois, June 1, 1989. Mr. Irene and I pose for a photo at Daley Plaza as we hosted our Venetian wedding guests. My Mom knitted the white cotton, lace sweater that I wore.
We took our guests to the spots that were important to us. We toured the Evanston campus of Northwestern University, where Mr. Irene and I had done our undergraduate work. We stopped at Daley Plaza, and we rode up to the top of the John Hancock Building. We also spent at day at my beloved Brookfield Zoo.
The Venetian visitors were interested in American food, so we ate at places like Ed Debevic's and McDonald's. We ordered take-out ribs from Russell's Barbecue in Elmwood Park.
Our schedule was so packed that we barely had time to think about the wedding day. On the day of our rehearsal dinner, for example, we did a walking tour of the Frank Lloyd Wright homes in Oak Park, we visited the Robie House, and we wandered around the campus of the University of Chicago. We were running late as we returned to our respective homes. When I drove into the driveway, I saw that my Dad's twin sister, Jonė, and her husband, Kadis, already had arrived from Toronto for the wedding.
I quickly changed for the small gathering at a Polish restaurant. I was so late, that I painted my nails in the car on the way to dinner.
Chicago, Illinois, June 1, 1989. Mr. Irene and I pose for a photo at Daley Plaza as we hosted our Venetian wedding guests. My Mom knitted the white cotton, lace sweater that I wore.
December 19, 2011
November 28, 2011
Death of the "Little Princess"
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