I’m reading this book (free here), which is the journal of a child witnessing her parents building a house. A Frank Lloyd Wright one.
The Grant House is striking and there’s not a lot of information about it online. Now I’m in the middle of the book which is full of details about how the house was made. How the couple worked. How many years it took. How much hard work it was, and how much they loved doing their own thing. Their relationship with FLW. The letters asking for more information because the blueprints are confusing etc. It’s lovely.
My brain is slurping that shit like a kid eating his ice cream cone on the Venice pier.