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Frank Lloyd ­Wright and

His Man­ner of ­Thought


Frank Lloyd ­Wright and
His Man­ner of ­Thought

j e­r om e k l i n ­k o­w it z

the u ni ­v e r ­s i t y of w i s­c on ­s i n p r e s s
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1.  Wright, Frank Lloyd, 1867–1959.
2.  Wright, Frank Lloyd, 1867–1959—Crit­i­cism and inter­pre­ta­tion.
3.  Wright, Frank Lloyd, 1867–1959—Phi­lo­so­phy.
4.  Archi­tects—­United ­States—Biog­ra­phy.
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Frank Lloyd ­Wright ­quotes are used with the per­mis­sion of


the Frank Lloyd ­Wright Foun­da­tion, Scotts­dale, Ar­i­zona.
for my col­leagues with the ­friends of cedar rock,
the home near Quas­que­ton, Iowa, de­signed in 1945 by
Frank Lloyd ­Wright for Low­ell and Agnes Wal­ter
Con­tents

Pref­ace
ix

Intro­duc­tion: Truth ­against the World


3
1.  Archi­tects and Ma­chines
15
2.  The Prai­rie and the World
36
3.  Japan and After
62
4.  An Auto­biog­ra­phy and the Fel­low­ship
93
5.  Broa­da­cre City and the 1930s
130
Con­clu­sion: A Sec­ond Ca­reer
152

Ap­pen­dix: Di­vorce ­Papers of ­William C. and Anna L. ­Wright


167
Bib­liog­ra­phy of Works Con­sulted
181
Index
195

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Pref­ace

Al­though Frank Lloyd ­Wright is a tow­er­ing fig­ure in ­American cul­ture,


­nearly all dis­cus­sion of him has con­cerned his in­no­va­tive archi­tec­tu­ral
de­signs. This is not a book about archi­tec­ture. There is a wide­spread
feel­ing that only archi­tects, or at the very least archi­tec­tu­ral his­to­rians,
can write about the sub­ject and I do not wish to chal­lenge that no­tion
here. But given that it has been ­mostly spe­cial­ists who have under­taken
the ex­ist­ing com­men­tar­ies on ­Wright, other as­pects of his cul­tural im­
por­tance have yet to be stud­ied. The fact that Frank Lloyd W ­ right re­
sisted the emerg­ing and then dom­i­nant archi­tec­ture of his time (first
late Vic­to­rian, then mod­ern), and that so many ad­vo­cates of these archi­
tec­tures re­sisted his ideas, ­prompts an in­ves­ti­ga­tion of his man­ner of
­thought—es­pe­cially be­cause that man­ner has be­come char­ac­ter­is­tic of
the era that suc­ceeded him, and at odds with the mod­ern­ism with which
he was so un­com­fort­able.
This is a book about Frank Lloyd ­Wright, with an em­pha­sis on how
his man­ner of ­thought con­trib­utes to ­American cul­ture. While sev­eral
hun­dred books have been writ­ten about his archi­tec­ture, no one has yet
ap­proached him in the way cul­tural crit­ics have dealt with sim­i­lar cen­tral
fig­ures. ­Wright dis­trusted the lit­er­ary, com­plain­ing that in the four
cen­tu­ries pre­ced­ing his work the book had re­placed the ca­the­dral (and
other archi­tec­tu­ral mas­ter­pieces) as the key form of human value and
ex­pres­sion. Yet he was very much a lit­er­ary man, styl­ing him­self so for
the pop­u­lar media and con­trib­ut­ing to his ­profession’s jour­nals, not to
men­tion writ­ing many books of his own. His col­lected works total more
than one and a half mil­lion words, were ­widely read and com­mented
upon, and re­main in print today. Like the canon of any im­por­tant
­writer, they are ­worthy of study. Like the works of any gen­ius, they tell
us much about the cul­ture to which he was a major con­trib­u­tor.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright and His Man­ner of ­Thought ­tracks the de­vel­op­
ment of ­Wright’s think­ing through­out his ca­reer, from his first ad­dresses
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in 1894 to the last piece left on his desk in 1959. His work in archi­tec­ture
is not­able for this same pro­duc­tive ­length, and in fact con­sti­tutes two
ca­reers, as after a dif­fi­cult time in the 1920s he quite lit­er­ally re­in­vented
him­self and was “re­dis­cov­ered” by crit­ics, cli­ents, and the pub­lic alike,
pro­pel­ling him (with a newly ­founded Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship) into an­other
quar­ter cen­tury of bold in­no­va­tion and enor­mous out­put. Dur­ing es­pe­
cially lean years ­Wright had writ­ten in ear­nest—at the time be­cause it
and the sale of Jap­an ­ ese ­prints were his only ­sources of in­come. In
­retrospect those writ­ings can be seen as ex­am­ina­tions and endorse­ments
of prin­ci­ples dem­on­strated in his first ca­reer and en­vi­sioned in his sec­
ond. By 1932, with the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship op­er­at­ing and his ideas for
the per­fect com­mu­nity of Broa­da­cre City com­mit­ted to paper, the basis
of his think­ing was ­firmly es­tab­lished. Sub­se­quently more of his time
went into build­ing than writ­ing; and al­though he did write, often quite
fa­mously so, he could draw on pre­vi­ous ma­te­rial for re­fine­ment and
pop­u­lar­iza­tion. There­fore the bulk of this study ad­dresses the foun­da­
tion and de­vel­op­ment of his ­thought, with a con­clu­sion that re­lates it
(as he did him­self ) to the great ac­com­plish­ments of his later ­decades.
What are those foun­da­tional ele­ments, and why are they im­por­tant?
­Amer­ican Transcen­den­tal­ism, es­pe­cially that of Ralph Waldo Emer­son,
has been long ac­knowl­edged as cen­tral to ­Wright’s ­thought. De­trac­tors
have com­plained that it is the late Vic­to­rian Emer­son, of the ­Gilded Age,
­front-parlor va­riety, that im­pressed the young archi­tect. But ­Wright’s
use of Emer­son is ­deeper than that, rad­i­cal­ized by no­tions from Walt
Whit­man and William Blake; ­Wright’s sage of Con­cord is much like the
Emer­son schol­ars and read­ers know today. In a sim­il­ar man­ner, ­Wright’s
Pro­gres­sive Era en­thu­siasms are ­thought to orig­i­nate with John Dewey,
sim­ply be­cause the young man’s aunts were pro­gres­sive ed­u­ca­tors. In
truth, the ed­u­ca­tion­ist in­flu­ence on them was more di­rect and prac­ti­
cal, com­ing from Fran­cis ­Parker in­stead. And when ­Wright him­self
com­plained about the lim­i­ta­tions of tra­di­tional school­ing, it was the
econ­o­mist Henry ­George he would cite, in a meta­phor­i­cal ­rather than
theo­ret­ic­ al man­ner. ­George’s ­thought pre­dates the Pro­gres­sive Era by a
gen­er­a­tion. If one wants a more cur­rent model for ­Wright’s in­tel­lec­tion,
it is found in the works of William James, es­pe­cially his re­li­gious ­thought,
the man­ner of which the young archi­tect em­u­lates ­through his re­vi­sion
of Emer­son. Rad­i­cal plu­ral­ism is what ­pleases ­Wright, not be­cause it
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sub­verts the One but be­cause it af­firms the Many, so dif­fer­ent from the
ni­hi­lism of the im­pend­ing mod­ern age.
Frank Lloyd ­W right had much trou­b le with mod­e rn­i sm and
mod­ern­ists had even more prob­lems with him. His no­tion of or­ganic
archi­tec­ture never fit com­fort­ably into the­o­ries and prac­tices of the
mod­ern, and ­Wright’s own dis­taste for (if not out­right fury with) the
Inter­na­tional Style pop­u­lar­ized as the es­sence of mod­ern­ism is well
known. That it was a Eu­ro­pean im­port both­ered him; even worse were
its anti­dem­o­cratic as­pects, as ­Wright per­ceived them. Archi­tec­tu­ral
stud­ies have noted this dis­con­nect and found it both­er­some; con­se­
quently the ­profession’s his­tory tends to ac­knowl­edge ­Wright’s work as
sui gen­e­ris at best and idio­syn­cratic at worst. Yet after a brief pe­riod of
fas­ci­na­tion with archi­tec­tu­ral post­mod­ern­ism (which is noth­ing at all
like the post­mod­ern­ism ­avowed by lit­er­ary theo­rists and fic­tion writ­ers),
­today’s cli­ents have ex­pressed an em­phat­ic­ ally en­vi­ron­men­tal inter­est in
what is ­called again “or­ganic archi­tec­ture,” val­u­ing the space as lived in
far more than the struc­ture as pre­sented to view. This new or­ganic archi­
tec­ture, ­anti-illusionistic and given to priv­i­leg­ing ex­pe­ri­ence over pres­en­
ta­tion, in fact ­shares its or­ien­ta­tion with ­broader move­ments in ­thought
that had ­emerged later in the twen­ti­eth cen­tury and which were ex­hib­ited
in lit­er­at­ ure, art, and phi­lo­so­phy. ­Though no one would claim Frank
Lloyd ­Wright fore­saw the think­ing be­hind this new era, the era has
def­i­nitely em­braced him, his work, and his ideas.
In com­plet­ing this study, I am in debt to the work—a ­lifetime’s
achieve­ment—of Bruce ­Brooks Pfeif­fer. In ad­di­tion to pre­serv­ing and
cu­rat­ing so much of Mr. ­Wright’s doc­u­men­ta­tion, Pfeif­fer has ed­ited
Frank Lloyd ­Wright: The Col­lected Writ­ings. Its five large ­double-columned
vol­umes as­sem­ble the ­author’s canon of writ­ten works from 1894 to 1959.
­Though the work has been avail­able since the early 1990s, it is not sur­
pris­ing that it would take the bet­ter part of two ­decades for a ­scholar to
ap­proach it with an eye to­ward under­stand­ing the man­ner of ­thought
be­hind it. Ci­ta­tions of these vol­umes are ab­bre­vi­ated as CW; a sec­ond
ab­bre­vi­at­ ion used, WWBG, is for Dus­tin ­Griffin’s edi­tion of The Writ­ings
of Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin (2008), ­Wright’s early as­so­ciate; the third, W,
re­fers to the 1925 Wend­ingen vol­ume with es­says by and about Frank
Lloyd ­Wright. Frank Lloyd ­Wright ­quotes are used with the per­mis­
sion of The Frank Lloyd ­Wright Foun­da­tion, Scotts­dale, Ar­i­zona; I
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wish to thank Margo Stipe, Cu­ra­tor and Reg­is­trar of Col­lec­tions at The


Frank Lloyd ­Wright Foun­da­tion, and Kris­tin ­Roeder of Riz­zoli Inter­
na­tional Pub­li­ca­tions for their ­timely help. Other works are iden­tified
as they are ­quoted, with full ref­er­ences in my bib­liog­ra­phy. While I have
not named all of the many photo­graphic vol­umes de­voted to ­Wright’s
work, those that in­clude es­pe­cially in­sight­ful com­men­tary are ­listed. I
am grate­ful to the Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin Press for its inter­est in my
work and es­pe­cially for ob­tain­ing two ex­pert out­side read­ings that ­helped
me ­sharpen my focus on pro­fes­sional is­sues. As al­ways, the Uni­ver­sity
of North­ern Iowa has been my sole ­source of sup­port in this and all
other pro­jects.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright and
His Man­ner of ­Thought
Intro­duc­tion
Truth ­against the World

“i would much ­rather build than write about build­ings, but


when I am not build­ing, I will write about build­ings—or the sig­nif­i­cance
of those build­ings I have al­ready built” (CW I: 315). Frank Lloyd ­Wright
ad­dressed these words to read­ers of The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record in De­cem­ber
1928, as part of his se­ries “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture.” Be­cause of
mar­i­tal scan­dals, per­sonal trag­edy, and fi­nan­cial short­falls, he did not
have much archi­tec­tu­ral work at the time, and much of what he did
have never got be­yond the de­sign pro­ject stage. There­fore he had to
write to earn his liv­ing. The onset of the Great De­pres­sion fol­low­ing
the fi­nan­cial crash in 1929 made c­ hances for work in his ­proper pro­fes­
sion even less ­likely, and so he had to write all the more, es­pe­cially when
Jap­a­nese ­prints from his col­lec­tions no ­longer ­brought top dol­lar. Yet
for all his em­pha­sis on build­ing, with no less than six var­ied rep­e­ti­tions
of that term in his sin­gle sen­tence, these words fol­low over a quar­ter
mil­lion that he had al­ready writ­ten, ­nearly all of it pub­lished in im­por­
tant so­cial and pro­fes­sional ve­nues. Al­though pas­sion­ate for build­ing,
he ob­vi­ously cared for get­ting his ­thoughts on paper as well as ­erected in
wood, brick, stone, and con­crete.
The rea­son for this is sim­ple. Intro­duc­ing a new prin­ci­ple in archi­tec­
ture that he ­called “or­ganic,” ­Wright was ar­guing not just for a build­ing
­method but for a sup­port­ing phi­lo­so­phy of how life ­should be lived. His
prin­ci­ple ran coun­ter to how west­ern civ­il­iza­tion had built since clas­si­
cal times, and even more so ­against so­cial prac­tices of the cur­rent era.
But his ­family’s motto, “Truth ­against the World,” would in­spire his
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in­de­pen­dence. The ­phrase had char­ac­ter­ized the Lloyd Jones ­clan’s


proud af­fir­ma­tion of Uni­tar­ian be­liefs that contra­dicted the Es­tab­lished
­Church’s doc­trines, just as their Welsh iden­tity re­sisted as­sim­i­la­tion
into the Brit­ish ­spirit of a ­United King­dom and its es­tab­lish­ment ­forces.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s or­ganic prin­ci­ple for archi­tec­ture chal­lenged the
es­tab­lish­ment as well. Co­in­ci­den­tally, but no less frus­trat­ing to the archi­
tect, the pop­u­lar co­lo­nial and Vic­to­rian hous­ing ­styles of the day were
En­glish in or­i­gin and es­tab­lish­men­tar­ian in their au­thor­ity. If the fam­ily
motto had not ex­isted, its young mem­ber would have had to in­vent it to
speak for his own man­ner of ­thought.
The bril­liance of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s archi­tec­ture has in­spired the
work of hun­dreds of schol­ars. Every as­pect of his de­signs and build­ings
has been ex­am­ined in great de­tail. But until now no one has stud­ied
the man’s think­ing as it was intro­duced to the pub­lic via a lec­ture in
Evans­ton, Il­li­nois, in 1894, and con­tin­ued to be de­vel­oped and ex­pressed
in books and es­says through­out his life­time, to­tal­ing by 1959 over one
and a half mil­lion words. The canon of schol­ar­ship on ­Wright’s work is
help­ful none­the­less for dis­cov­er­ing as­pects of that ­thought as man­i­
fested in his build­ings. It al­lows ­today’s ­reader of The Col­lected Writ­ings
to con­firm how the ­architect’s ideas ­worked out in prac­tice. In­deed, the
great pub­lic fas­ci­na­tion with ­Wright’s work is that his struc­tures are such
a de­light to view, from the in­side where pos­sible but even from with­out.
One does not need a Mas­ter of Fine Arts de­gree or a doc­to­rate in art
his­tory to enjoy look­ing at a paint­ing by Rem­brandt or Jack­son Pol­lock.
But in­ev­i­ta­bly the en­thu­siast will won­der about the mind that ­created
these works, ­whether on can­vas or on a build­ing lot.
What do vis­i­tors to a ma­ture, fully re­al­ized Frank Lloyd ­Wright
struc­ture see? What do they in­ev­i­ta­bly feel? Be­fore even look­ing into
his pub­lished state­ments, what meas­ure of the man is taken from the
mere pres­ence of his con­structed work? The first qual­ity one notes is
its en­vi­ron­ment: the build­ings often ex­press a sense of be­long­ing there,
not just of fit­ting in but of en­hanc­ing the sur­round­ings, mak­ing nat­u­ral
fea­tures all the more ap­par­ent be­cause they are now in­te­grated with
a place of human hab­i­ta­tion. This sen­si­tiv­ity to con­text is an ele­ment in
­Wright’s think­ing that be­gins with ob­jec­tions to ­ill-fitting struc­tures,
and then de­vel­ops into a will to have all ele­ments work­ing to­ward a co­
her­ent pur­pose. Good land­scap­ing can be a help­ful sup­ple­ment to a
Introduction: Truth against the World 5

­ ome’s at­trac­tion, but for the Uso­nian ­Houses that char­ac­ter­ized much
h
of the sec­ond half of ­Wright’s ca­reer he in­sisted that a site plan pre­ex­ist
any build­ing de­sign, and that the site be cho­sen with great care for its
own ­beauty. The de­sign that fol­lowed would in­te­grate house and lot so
that each im­proved the other, im­prove­ment being the fac­tor of hav­ing
human con­scious­ness intro­duced. Of what use is ­beauty if it can­not be
per­ceived?
The en­hance­ment of na­ture by human con­scious­ness is what vis­i­tors
to ­Wright sites ex­pe­ri­ence. What they so prac­ti­cally sense can be stud­ied
by ex­perts, as ­Charles E. and Ber­deana Aguar do in their Wright­scapes:
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s Land­scape De­signs (2002). For them, ­Wright “ef­fec­
tively ­merged his ­skills as an archi­tect, a plan­ner, and an en­vi­ron­men­tal­
ist with the ­skills he ex­hib­ited in so many other ­spheres of de­sign. No
one since Le­o­nardo da Vinci has ex­hib­ited such bril­liant ver­sa­til­ity as a
de­signer” (311). This qual­ity of in­te­gra­tion does not end when one steps
in­side the house. In­stead, it is no­ticed all the more ­thanks to the ­architect’s
tal­ent for con­nect­ing the in­side with what lies be­yond, and vice versa.
An open plan does this, es­pe­cially when aug­mented by walls dis­solv­ing
into light ­screens and with thresh­olds re­placed by con­tin­u­ous sur­faces
from ter­race to floor. The ­beauty of na­ture out­side seems part of the
house it­self, cer­tainly in the way its pres­ence is ­sensed. But one also feels
safe in­side. This is what Grant Hilde­brand de­scribes in The ­Wright Space:
Pat­tern and Mean­ing in Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s ­Houses (1991) as a bal­ance
of pros­pect and ref­uge, an al­most prim­i­tive sense of en­joy­ing a great
range of vi­sion from a com­fort­ably shel­tered point of view.
Al­though pub­licly ac­cess­ible homes by ­Wright are vis­ited today
as vir­tual pa­vil­ions, the home­own­ers them­selves would be spend­ing
im­mensely more time in­side the house than out­side. That they not only
felt com­fort­able but no­ticed that their qual­ity of life was im­proved is
due to an­other of the ­architect’s or­ien­ta­tions, that of de­sign­ing from the
in­side out. That too is ev­id­ ent to the vis­it­ or, as even a cas­ual ­walk-through
pro­vides a nat­u­ral and com­fort­able sense of move­ment, one room flow­ing
into an­other, inter­re­lated by use and wel­com­ing per­spec­tives. Step­ping
back out­side, the ­viewer now sees that what at first may have ap­peared
to be ab­stract is in fact a per­fectly nat­u­ral ex­pres­sion of inter­nal func­tion.
That there is noth­ing ugly about that pre­sumed ab­strac­tion is due to
­Wright’s mas­tery of geo­met­ric form based on his child­hood play with
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the Froe­bel ­blocks used as in­struc­tional de­vices in the most ad­vanced


­nineteenth-century kin­der­gart­ens, an in­flu­ence noted as early as 1900 by
­Wright’s ­friend and fel­low archi­tect Rob­ert Spen­cer. In his epon­y­mously
ti­tled study (1997) and biog­ra­phy (2006) of Frank Lloyd ­Wright, Rob­ert
­McCarter cred­its this early school­ing for fos­ter­ing a ca­pac­ity for vis­ual
and spa­tial mem­ory far be­yond com­mon abil­ity, which for most peo­ple
is lim­ited to music. Hav­ing ­learned how to see, W ­ right could per­ceive
the ­shapes be­neath ap­pear­ances and thus ma­nip­u­late them in a sen­sible
way. The in­hab­i­tant of a ­Wright house may not know this the­ory, but
the re­sults of its prac­tice are ­surely felt.
The ­Americans who had Frank Lloyd ­Wright ­houses built and the
vis­i­tors who are drawn to them today did not them­selves play with Froe­
bel ­blocks, but are cer­tainly fa­mil­iar with their ­country’s ­larger cul­ture,
and here they fall in step with the fa­mous archi­tect, who was in­flu­enced
by the same lit­er­a­ture that re­mains im­por­tant today. It is the man­ner of
­Wright’s ­thought that ex­tends the per­ti­nence of that cul­ture from the
nine­teenth cen­tury to the twen­ti­eth, and even into the ­twenty-first. For
some­one born in 1867, an inter­est in the nat­u­ral qual­ities of space would
lead to the think­ing of Ralph Waldo Emer­son, es­pe­cially as it was being
pop­u­lar­ized later in the cen­tury by the poet Walt Whit­man. Transcen­
den­tal­ism, so rev­o­lu­tion­ary in the 1830s and po­lit­i­cally ­charged dur­ing
the next two ­decades, had by the time of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s youth
and young man­hood been re­solved into a gen­teel re­buke of the ­country’s
bur­geon­ing in­dus­tri­al­ism. Es­pe­cially to pop­u­lar read­ers and to in­tel­li­
gent but ­largely ­self-educated per­sons like ­Wright, the Emer­so­nian tra­
di­tion was some­thing that re­lated di­rectly to the most prac­ti­cal as­pects
of life. A true phi­lo­so­phy of liv­ing is what Emer­son of­fered, based on a
rea­son­ing from the seen to the un­seen in a ­search for what ­McCarter in
his biog­ra­phy calls “the under­ly­ing geom­et­ ries of na­ture” (22). Al­though
by the time ­Wright began work­ing as an archi­tect Emer­son had died,
the great man’s ­thought was being kept alive by Walt Whit­man. And
Whit­man was in per­sonal touch with archi­tect Louis Sul­li­van even as
Sul­li­van was hav­ing long con­ver­sa­tions, deep into the night, with his
new em­ployee Frank Lloyd ­Wright. These were di­alogues that ­Wright
would re­call as be­gin­ning with mat­ters in their pro­fes­sion and grow­ing
to in­clude phi­los­o­phies not just of de­sign but of life.
Here are both the deep­e st ­s ources for Frank Lloyd ­W right’s
­thought and the basis for his ap­peal to the ­Americans who had his
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struc­tures built and to those who visit them today, not only ­Americans
them­selves but those who would under­stand this coun­try. From ­Emer-
son’s idea of na­ture comes ­Whitman’s ideal of de­moc­racy—and from
there the crown­ing no­tion of Amer­ica it­self as a prom­ised land, even
prom­ised land­scape, for hu­man­kind. This is how the great crit­i­cal de­fin­
ers of ­American ­thought and lit­er­a­ture see it, from F. O. Mat­thies­sen in
­American Re­nais­sance (1941) and Leo Marx in The Ma­chine in the Gar­den
(1964) to any num­ber of more re­cent stud­ies by crit­ics such as Rich­ard
Slot­kin and Sac­van Ber­co­vitch. In “Build­ings for Rec­re­at­ ion,” a con­tri­
bu­tion to ed­i­tor David G. De ­Long’s Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Liv­ing
City (1998), J. Mi­chael De­smond sums up the im­por­tance of this con­
nec­tion ­between ­Americans and their coun­try as it in­flu­ences ­Wright’s
be­liefs:
In ­Emerson’s work, the Ro­man­tic con­cept of na­ture lying ­between man
and God was re­worked to sup­port a mod­ern view of the self as the
per­ceiver ­between na­ture and com­mu­nity. Build­ing on the in­flu­ence
of Emer­son (and es­pe­cially on his leg­acy in the ­poetry and prose of
Tho­reau and Whit­man), ­Wright’s de­signs for com­mu­nities re­de­fined
the ten­sion ­between the in­di­vid­ual and the dem­o­cratic group in terms
of a sym­bolic inter­ac­tion of self and land­scape that I be­lieve lies at the
heart of ­American myth and cul­ture. (149)

Yet with Frank Lloyd ­Wright the cheer­lead­ing for de­moc­racy found
in ­Whitman’s ­poetry is no more a res­o­lu­tion of ­thoughts than were the
­blocks from Froe­bel or the sim­i­larly or­ganic meth­ods of Emer­son. These
ideas, even ­Whitman’s, were for him not con­clu­sions but be­gin­nings.
For his own gal­lery of in­spir­ing fig­ures ­Wright would add a third poet,
­William Blake, whose ex­u­ber­ance for na­ture would pro­pel any­thing
transcen­den­tal into new ­heights of rap­ture. To­ward the end of his life,
the archi­tect would cite his ex­am­ple more fre­quently. And in a con­ver­
sa­tion with his wife Ol­gi­vanna just a few weeks be­fore he died, ­Wright
­shared a con­fi­dence re­ported by Bruce ­Brooks Pfeif­fer in a book ed­ited
with Ge­rald Nord­land, Frank Lloyd ­Wright: In the Realm of Ideas (1988).
Blake would be a per­fect guest for tea, ­Wright re­marked, con­fess­ing
that “I would sit at his feet to wor­ship him. Such a won­der­ful man! He
would under­stand us, Ol­gi­vanna. There would be a re­mark­able bond
­between the three of us just as there has been ­between you and me.
And it oc­curred to me re­cently that in the dis­tant fu­ture when they
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think of us, they will think of us as one. We blend, Ol­gi­vanna. We are


one” (175).
Less mys­ti­cal but in­spir­ing in its own way was the ex­am­ple of
­Wright’s uncle, the Rev­er­end Jen­kin Lloyd Jones. Based in Chi­cago, he
would host each sum­mer a Uni­tar­ian Chau­tau­qua at his re­li­gious camp­
grounds at Tower Hill, Wis­con­sin, nes­tled among the Lloyd Jones
fam­ily farms. Speak­ers in­cluded not just other lead­ing preach­ers, such
as ­William C. Gan­nett (fa­mous for his “House Beau­ti­ful” ser­mon), but
fig­ures from pro­gres­sive so­cial and po­lit­i­cal move­ments of the day, in­
clud­ing Jane Ad­dams of ­Chicago’s Hull House set­tle­ment or­gan­iza­tion,
­women’s suf­frage ­leader Susan B. An­thony, and sen­a­tor Rob­ert La
Fol­lette. ­Theirs were ideas young Frank would grow up among. And
once he moved to Chi­cago, his ­uncle’s ­church, al­most a set­tle­ment house
it­self, would pro­vide a vir­tual salon of in­flu­ences and in­spi­ra­tions. As
a prac­tic­ing archi­tect, ­Wright began the de­sign of his ­uncle’s last and
larg­est re­li­gious struc­ture, the Abra­ham Lin­coln Cen­ter (1903). He did
not con­tinue with it, but in under­tak­ing the com­mis­sion for Unity
Tem­ple the next year al­lied his plan with Uni­tar­ian pro­gres­sive ­thought
even be­yond the style fa­vored by Uncle Jenk. The motto ­Wright chose
to adorn the ­structure’s en­trance, “For the Wor­ship of God and the
Ser­vice of Man,” is re­flected in his bi­nu­clear de­sign: a cube to the left
for the au­di­tor­ium, and a ­smaller rec­tan­gle to the right for a so­cial cen­ter.
The ­four-square space of the build­ing for wor­ship, as tall as it is wide
to ac­com­mo­date bal­co­nies on three sides, is it­self pre­sented in a man­ner
of the meet­ing house, with the con­gre­ga­tion gath­ered ­around the min­
is­ter with equal ac­cess to or­a­tory and par­tic­ip ­ a­tion. Mem­bers make nine
­right-angled turns to enter, mov­ing ­through low and dark ­spaces to seek
the high, ­bright tri­umph of the tem­ple it­self, there to find unity in ­shared
be­lief. Fol­low­ing the ser­vice, a pair of doors flank­ing the pul­pit open for
exit. In Unity Tem­ple: Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Archi­tec­ture of Lib­eral
Re­li­gion (1996), Jo­seph M. Siry re­lates the pat­terns of ­thought. “If
­Wright, after Emer­son, saw unity as the fun­da­men­tal prin­ci­ple of na­
ture,” he ven­tures, “then its most vis­ible man­i­fes­ta­tion in archi­tec­ture
was a con­ti­nu­ity of ma­te­rial or a plas­tic­ity of form, ­wherein all parts ap­
pear to flow into each other or to be geo­met­ri­cally re­lated” (201). ­Thanks
to its con­crete con­struc­tion and unit ­system of build­ing, ­Wright’s bi­
nu­clear de­sign ­achieves this goal, which in turn re­flects the goals of the
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era’s pro­gres­sive re­li­gious ­thought. Again, the struc­ture works per­fectly


with­out need of ex­pla­na­tion. But the very suc­cess of that struc­ture
­prompts the con­gre­gant and even the mere vis­it­ or to think about how it
was ­achieved, and the an­swer is that the archi­tect him­self was def­i­nitely
think­ing—think­ing in terms of the cul­ture he lived in and its de­vel­op­
ments to come.
Uncle ­Jenk’s in­itial archi­tect was Jo­seph Lyman Sils­bee, in whose
stu­dio young Frank Lloyd ­Wright first found work when seek­ing a ca­reer
in Chi­cago. And like ­Frank’s uncle, his ear­li­est em­ployer was in­volved
with cul­tural ­thought of the day, par­tic­u­larly as ad­vanced by a cou­sin,
art ­critic and col­lec­tor Er­nest Fe­nol­losa. Ar­guing for the con­ver­gence of
Eu­ro­pean and ­American with East Asian civ­il­iza­tions, Fe­nol­losa urged
an ap­pre­ci­a­tion of Jap­a­nese art and cul­ture as a path to­ward achiev­ing
Uni­tar­ian hopes. From ­prints seen in ­Silsbee’s of­fice in 1887 and archi­
tec­ture ­viewed at the 1893 Co­lum­bian Ex­po­si­tion to the plan­ning of a
trip to Japan in 1905, ­Wright ex­plored ­Fenollosa’s think­ing dur­ing this
im­por­tant first stage of his own archi­tec­tu­ral ex­pe­ri­ence.
Al­ly­ing Jap­a­nese art and cul­ture with Uni­tar­ian ­thought is a dif­fer­ent
ap­proach than crit­ics take when ex­plor­ing ­Wright’s af­fin­ities with the
East. But then he him­self would never tol­er­ate the no­tion of “in­flu­ence”
when it came to the very real prop­er­ties his work ­shared with this or any
other coun­try, un­like bor­row­ing his ­family’s re­li­gious motto as his own
for both per­son and pro­fes­sion. More com­mon is what Julia Meech
ob­serves in Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Art of Japan: The ­Architect’s Other
Pas­sion (2001). She ­quotes with ad­mi­ra­tion ­Wright’s com­ments to the
Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship at a print party in Sep­tem­ber 1950, that the great
print­maker Hir­o­shige “did with a sense of space, very much what we
have been doing with it in our archi­tec­ture. Here you get a tre­men­dous,
lim­it­less space, in­stead of some­thing con­fined ­within a pic­ture. . . .
­That’s a great les­son for you boys to learn” (230). Once more, the ground­
work for ­Wright’s man­ner of ­thought runs much ­deeper than con­tem­
po­rary ­trends. Such ­trends only make their con­tri­bu­tions when they
com­ple­ment his fun­da­men­tal or­ien­ta­tion, some­thing his archi­tec­ture
may sug­gest but which only an under­stand­ing of his man­ner of ­thought
can prove.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s pub­lic ex­pres­sion of ­thought be­gins in 1894,
when he is just one year out of Louis ­Sullivan’s of­fice (with its ­after-hours
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con­ver­sa­tions that in­cluded talk about the ­master’s lat­est let­ter from
Walt Whit­man), seven years re­moved from ­Silsbee’s prac­tice (and the
Jap­a­nese wood­block ­prints), and eight from the Wis­con­sin pas­to­ral­ism
that read Emer­son and Tho­reau as con­tem­po­rar­ies. ­Through all of this
the young archi­tect had ­shared the thought­ful world of his Uncle Jen­kin
Lloyd Jones and was being ­ushered into a world rich with the era’s ­lively
pro­gres­si­vism. ­What’s re­mark­able is that the ­architect’s 1894 talk could
have been de­livered just as ap­pro­pri­ately in 1959, the year of his death.
Not that Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s ­thought ­doesn’t grow. It en­ter­tains
Eu­ro­pean mod­ern­ism in the 1920s, ­anti-urbanism in the 1930s, world
con­di­tions in the 1940s, and new ho­ri­zons of de­sign in his last ­decade of
life. But through­out there is a basic co­her­ence of think­ing that for all its
de­vel­op­ment and com­plex­ity never re­veals a contra­dic­tion or even in­
con­sis­tency. ­Wright, of ­course, was a great ego­tist, with no small meas­ure
of what he ­called an hon­est ar­ro­gance (as op­posed to the hy­poc­risy of a
false hu­mil­ity). When he cared ­enough for an idea to give it pub­lic ex­
pres­sion, he knew he was right or could at the very least ­present a con­
vinc­ing ar­gu­ment to that ef­fect. Never sim­ply rep­e­ti­tious, he ar­tic­u­lated
his core be­liefs with an eye to chang­ing con­di­tions. Or­ganic archi­tec­ture
had dif­fer­ent bat­tles to fight in the 1890s and each sub­se­quent ­decade,
and hence suc­ces­sive es­says in its ad­vo­cacy would take dif­fer­ent forms.
But the issue was al­ways there, and re­mains so today.
Yet as a ­thinker as well as an archi­tect, Frank Lloyd ­Wright ­needed
com­pany. While some feel it was sim­ply to im­pose his will, oth­ers, such
as Myron A. Marty, be­lieve the man ­needed ­like-minded in­no­va­tors
(and only later obe­di­ent fol­low­ers) to re­in­force his crea­tive pro­duc­tiv­ity.
­Marty’s Com­mu­nities of Frank Lloyd ­Wright (2009) finds the archi­tect
most hap­pily at work among oth­ers: with Cecil Cor­win in ­Silsbee’s
stu­dio, with Louis Sul­li­van him­self and then a young ­George Grant
Elm­slie in the same of­fice, and lo­cat­ing his own first prac­tice at the
cen­ter of a group of Chi­cago archi­tects, “The Eigh­teen,” who would
make their own con­tri­bu­tions to the Prai­rie Style even as they met
pro­fes­sion­ally and so­cially near their re­spec­tive of­fices down­town. When
­Wright built a stu­dio con­nected to his Oak Park home in 1898 and moved
his prac­tice there, a re­mark­able pool of tal­ent came to work with him as
as­so­ciates. Fore­most was Mar­ion Ma­hony, one of the first women
archi­tects in the ­United ­States and as en­thu­sias­tic as ­Wright for a new,
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or­ganic archi­tec­ture; anec­dotes from the stu­dio dur­ing this first ­decade
of the twen­ti­eth cen­tury de­scribe a spe­cial magic that took hold of the
draft­ing room when the two would work to­gether. Much of ­Wright’s
suc­cess at land­ing com­mis­sions at the time and the beau­ti­ful pic­ture his
early de­signs ­present today are due to ­Mahony’s ­gifted de­lin­ea­tions of his
work. Ma­hony ­stepped in to com­plete some of ­Wright’s com­mis­sions
and do oth­ers of her own when in 1909 the archi­tect left for Eu­rope with
Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney. Join­ing her was an as­so­ciate who had left
­Wright’s stu­dio ear­lier, an­gered that his em­ployer would repay a $5,000
loan with a se­lec­tion of culls from an oth­er­wise val­u­able col­lec­tion of
Jap­a­nese ­prints. Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin had other com­plaints as well, in­
clud­ing how his in­no­va­tive uses of cor­ner piers and ideas for what ­Wright
would call the “Fire­proof House for $5,000” were never fully cred­ited
to the mind that con­ceived them. (Two ­decades later, prac­tic­ing in
Aus­tra­lia, Grif­fin—since mar­ried to Mar­ion Ma­hony—would claim re­
spon­sibil­ity for ­Wright’s tex­tile ­blocks as well.) But Grif­fin was an ex­
cep­tion­ally ­gifted archi­tect with spe­cial tal­ents in land­scape de­sign, and
along­side Barry Byrne and ­William Drum­mond was an es­sen­tial part of
the stu­dio in the early 1900s.
Work­ing in the com­pany of oth­ers def­i­nitely ­spurred ­Wright’s
crea­tiv­ity and pro­duc­tiv­ity, as Marty dem­on­strates. But it is also well to
con­sider a more basic fact about such col­le­gial­ity: that through­out his
work­day the archi­tect would have peo­ple to talk with, young archi­tects
ea­gerly re­cep­tive to the ideas being ex­changed as their work at the
draft­ing ta­bles took place. True, Frank Lloyd ­Wright was no­to­ri­ous for
work­ing alone as well, late into the night, where final plans would co­a­
lesce. But in the pro­cess he’d had the ­chance to ver­bal­ize his con­cepts,
com­mu­ni­cat­ing his ­thoughts to oth­ers while they ­shared their own.
Even in the rel­a­tive iso­la­tion of the early years at Ta­lie­sin ­Wright would
at­tract and ben­efi­ t from the com­pany of ­bright ­younger archi­tects, now
com­ing from Eu­rope and Asia to work in his stu­dio, in­di­vid­u­als with
such sub­se­quent com­mand­ing fame as Ru­dolf Schin­dler and Rich­ard
Neu­tra. By 1932, when he and Ol­gi­vanna ­started the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­
ship, ­Wright was able to sur­round him­self with ­younger and per­haps
even ­brighter minds. Many of them ­joined him in the ro­tat­ing au­thor­
ship of a se­ries of col­umns ti­tled “At Ta­lie­sin” that ap­peared in The
Cap­i­tal Times (Mad­i­son) and other Wis­con­sin news­papers ­between
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1934 and 1937, as col­lected by Ran­dolph C. Hen­ning (1992). The great


suc­cess of his “sec­ond ca­reer” is at­trib­uted in large part to this sup­por­tive
en­vi­ron­ment—and not just sup­por­tive in ma­te­rial ways. Even ­though
the mem­bers began as ap­pren­tices and paid for the priv­i­lege, how could
­Wright not ­profit from his ­hands-on in­volve­ment with per­sons such as
John Laut­ner and the hun­dreds of oth­ers pass­ing ­through? True, at
print par­ties and Sun­day morn­ing talks the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship pro­vided
lis­ten­ers. But as any ­teacher knows, one’s own think­ing ben­e­fits im­
mensely from an in­formed and pro­duc­tive au­di­ence. The ad­van­tage of
re­stat­ing one’s ideas and keep­ing them flex­ible by an­swer­ing ques­tions
that come ­largely from peo­ple eager to learn and under­stand is ­self-
evident. Al­though in the last ­decade of ­Wright’s prac­tice some of his
de­signs may have de­clined in qual­ity due to his iso­la­tion from crit­ic­ ism,
and even ­though some of his ­self-published po­lit­ic­ al ­tracts in the se­ries
­called Ta­lie­sin ­Square-Papers (1941–1953) be­came stri­dent under the
pres­sure of inter­na­tional ­events, it is in­dis­put­able that from his pro­fes­
sional be­gin­nings in 1887 to his final days of work in 1959 the man ex­isted
in a con­text where the ar­tic­u­la­tion of his ideas was a reg­u­lar fea­ture of
life.
While there are in­deed some “frou-frou” as­pects of late de­signs such
as the Grady Gam­mage Au­di­tor­ium (1959) and the mid-1950s pro­jects
for Bagh­dad (in­clud­ing al­lu­sions to Per­sian cul­ture more ap­pro­pri­ate to
co­lo­ni­al­ist fairy tales), his last years are among his best. At age ­ninety-one
the archi­tect could still be fully ac­tive, super­in­tend­ing the con­struc­tion
of New ­York’s Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum as a 1943 de­sign re­worked ­through
thir­teen years of chal­lenges by site, ­client, and city reg­u­la­tions. In The
Gug­gen­heim: Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Mak­ing of the Mod­ern Mu­seum
(2009), Neil Le­vine joins Hi­lary Bal­lon and seven other con­trib­u­tors to
meas­ure this ­building’s suc­cess at its fif­ti­eth an­ni­ver­sary of ser­vice to the
art pub­lic. Here was a struc­ture ­opened in 1959 de­signed by an archi­tect
born in 1867 who had ac­knowl­edged his first com­mis­sioned work in 1893
after sev­eral years of plan­ning homes by moon­light so as not to anger
his em­ployer. And what is the crit­i­cal ver­dict for the Gug­gen­heim after
all these years? First, that it is a ­boldly orig­i­nal work, well ahead of its
time for the late 1950s, and start­lingly in­no­va­tive even now, half a cen­tury
later. Sec­ond, that the es­sence of ­thought be­hind it ­squares with the
major prin­ci­ples of the ­architect’s ca­reer. “Of all Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
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archi­tec­tu­ral work,” says Neil Le­vine, “the Sol­o­mon R. Gug­gen­heim


Mu­seum, with its tall, ­spiral-ramped main gal­lery, most viv­idly em­bod­ies
his ideal of spa­tial and ma­te­rial con­ti­nu­ity. First iden­tify­ing this ideal in
his men­tor Louis ­Sullivan’s cur­vi­lin­ear or­na­ment, ­Wright pro­posed to
re­al­ize it in the ­three-dimensional to­tal­ity of his archi­tec­ture.” Here too
was his con­cept of “plas­tic­ity,” so cru­cial to or­ganic form, “which op­posed
the rec­ti­lin­ear archi­tec­ture of the clas­si­cal tra­di­tion and the Inter­na­tional
Style” (40). Did ­Wright’s work in ­Sullivan’s stu­dio of the early 1890s
leap past the y­ et-to-be-articulated mod­ern in favor of some­thing even
newer?
The art of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s archi­tec­ture is ev­id ­ ent in his build­
ings, and archi­tec­tu­ral his­to­rians have met the chal­lenge of ex­plain­ing
its ef­fect in terms of space and form. A vast li­brary of re­sources ex­ists to
help peo­ple under­stand why ­Wright’s struc­tures look the way they do,
and why being in them gen­er­ates the feel­ings peo­ple have at­tested to
since the first res­i­dent of one of them moved in. Yet other ques­tions
have re­mained un­an­swered, ques­tions that make ­Wright’s ca­reer and
the man him­self dif­fi­cult for theo­rists to deal with. How can it be, for
ex­am­ple, that the most fa­mous “mod­ern” ­American archi­tect de­cried
mod­ern­ism it­self, and his work contra­dicts both the ­spirit and prac­tice
of mod­ern archi­tec­ture as typ­ified by the Inter­na­tional Style, ­modernism’s
­iconic rep­re­sen­ta­tion? How can it be that ­Wright’s most fer­vently held
and en­thu­sias­ti­cally pro­claimed prin­ci­ple, that of or­ganic archi­tec­ture,
is an issue for the ­twenty-first cen­tury even more per­ti­nently than it was
at the end of the nine­teenth? Dis­trusted first as an ir­re­spon­sible rad­i­cal
and dis­missed later on by some as a ­self-promoting show­man, ­Wright
suf­fered the fate of many great art­ists: that he was ­looked at but not
al­ways lis­tened to, and that even his ad­mir­ers did not fully under­stand
his pur­pose. Only an ex­am­ina­tion of his ­thought can pro­vide the basis to
under­stand those prin­ci­ples that under­pin his ca­reer.
There is a prec­e­dent for Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s think­ing that pre­
dates even his first years of work­ing for Louis Sul­li­van. Me­ryle Se­crest
iden­tifies it as a bio­graph­i­cal item in her Frank Lloyd ­Wright (1992),
some­thing mem­or­able to the archi­tect as his ­mother’s fa­vor­ite lines from
Shake­speare. “And this our life, ex­empt from pub­lic haunt / finds ­tongues
in trees, books in the run­ning ­brooks / Ser­mons in ­stones, and good in
every­thing” (58). These words from As You Like It could serve as an­other
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motto for Frank Lloyd ­Wright, for in them is a nas­cent ­sketch of just
what or­ganic archi­tec­ture would be. Here is how his mind ­worked, and
how he would ex­press him­self, as ­stated in an un­pub­lished essay of 1930:
“So there is lit­tle to be done ex­cept write one’s best ­thoughts (if one has
­thoughts) and, as may be, build that best ­thought when­ever and how­ever
it can be built” (CW I: 346).
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Archi­tects and Ma­chines

“the more true cul­ture a man has, the more sig­nif­i­cant


his en­vi­ron­ment be­comes to him.” These first pub­lic words of Frank
Lloyd ­Wright, ­spoken to the Uni­ver­sity Guild in Evans­ton, Il­li­nois, in
1894, make him sound like very much the ­nineteenth-century gen­tle­
man. More than half a cen­tury later mod­ern­ist de­trac­tors would give
him damn­ing ­praise as being the most fa­mous archi­tect of the nine­
teenth cen­tury—this at a time when his de­signs for Fall­ing­wa­ter, John­
son Wax, and his own Ta­lie­sin West were mark­ing a great pe­riod of
in­no­va­tion and as­cent. But the line he had used in the Vic­to­rian era, and
con­tin­ued to use ­through the mod­ern and into post­mod­ern times, ­raises
ques­tions to this day.
Men­tion “cul­ture” in 1894, and the books of John Ru­skin come to
mind. The Seven Lamps of Archi­tec­ture, for ex­am­ple, which ­Wright had
first read as a child, or The ­Stones of Ven­ice, which, as a young man, he
had ­sought out on his own. ­Ruskin’s was a very Vic­to­rian be­lief: that cul­
ture is ­beauty, and ­beauty in­volves the moral ­choices that leg­i­ti­mize both
emo­tion and the lofti­ness of ­thought.
But be­fore this first line comes ­Wright’s title, “The Archi­tect and
the Ma­chine” (CW I: 20), which ­raises an­other con­cern: how will the
­architect’s opin­ion of the ma­chine ­square with his con­cerns for cul­ture?
Again, the ref­er­ence is ­timely, but once more in a way that ­fights ­against
the image Frank Lloyd ­Wright de­vel­oped for him­self in com­ing ­decades,
when he would win great fame for such strik­ing de­vel­op­ments as the
Prai­rie House, the Uso­nian homes, and the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum.
Say­ing the word “ma­chine” in 1894, es­pe­cially in an archi­tec­tu­ral con­text,

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would bring to mind the Arts and ­Crafts Move­ment. Pop­u­lar­ized by


­William Mor­ris in the 1880s, this move­ment too was a prod­uct of
Vic­to­rian En­gland. For it, the ma­chine was an enemy, the prime tool in
the In­dus­trial ­Revolution’s sup­pres­sion of in­di­vid­ual tal­ent and ar­tistry.
Any­one in Evans­ton who saw ­Wright’s lec­ture pub­li­cized or heard its
title an­nounced might sup­pose the ­speaker was an­other in the line of
archi­tects that in­cluded C. F. A. Voy­sey, ­Charles Ren­nie Mack­in­tosh,
C. R. Ash­bee, and oth­ers who had been look­ing back to ­Ruskin’s ­ideals
as a way of fight­ing for the prin­ci­ples of crafts­man­ship in an age that
threat­ened to ef­face them. ­Wright’s au­di­ence would cer­tainly have
­thought that when they heard his first line, gen­tle­manly cul­ture and all.
In­stead, “The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine” ­presents a cri­tique not
just of ­bricks and mor­tar but of the “so-called ar­tis­tic house” as well, a
dom­ic­ ile that had be­come a freak of pre­pos­te­rous or­na­men­ta­tion. How
could this kind of res­i­dence, pos­sibly ­William ­Morris’s own Red House
that had in­itiated the trend and re­mained as the prime ex­am­ple of Arts
and ­Crafts liv­ing, share ­Wright’s dis­dain for the card­board box with
scis­sored win­dows “and white­washed for luck” (CW I: 21)?
The an­swer isn’t found in Ru­skin or Mor­ris, but in one of their
­American pop­u­lar­iz­ers. Through­out Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s ca­reer the
in­flu­ences he dis­plays are less from phi­los­o­phers and poets and more
from the im­pact of phi­lo­so­phy and ­poetry on gen­eral cul­ture. For ­Wright,
as a cit­i­zen of Oak Park, Il­li­nois, whose most im­me­di­ate moral in­flu­ence
was that of his uncle, the prom­i­nent Uni­tar­ian min­is­ter Jen­kin Lloyd
Jones, ­thoughts on ­Ruskin’s aes­thet­ics and ­Morris’s prac­ti­cal ap­pli­ca­tions
would most im­me­di­ately come from one of Rev­er­end ­Jones’s ­friends,
the Rev­er­end ­William C. Gan­nett.
­Gannett’s ­sermon-like essay, The House Beau­ti­ful, was a pop­u­lar
pub­li­ca­tion in the 1890s, going ­through sev­eral edi­tions. It ad­dressed
di­rectly—more di­rectly than any­thing by Ru­skin, Mor­ris, or other so­
phis­ti­cated writ­ers—the no­tion of just what made a house beau­ti­ful and
how that ­beauty was a major force in help­ing one live a happy, re­ward­ing
life. For an al­ready note­worthy archi­tect who had just ­opened his own
prac­tice, ­Gannett’s text was a nat­u­ral for pub­li­ca­tion as a beau­ti­fully
­crafted, ­hand-printed vol­ume from The Au­vergne Press, a hobby en­ter­
prise pur­sued by ­Wright’s first in­de­pen­dent ­client, ­William Her­man
Win­slow. The Win­slow House, in the ad­ja­cent sub­urb of River For­est,
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was de­signed and built in 1893–1894, and soon after its archi­tect ­joined
his ­client in de­sign­ing and pro­duc­ing el­e­gant small press edi­tions.
­Gannett’s The House Beau­ti­ful, run­ning about five thou­sand words, was
­printed in an un­pag­i­nated edi­tion di­vided into six chap­ters. In ­Wright’s
for­mat, each page held ­roughly 150 words, set in fif­teen rel­a­tively ­closely
­spaced lines that al­lowed for a ­thickly de­signed bor­der such as the archi­
tect may have been draw­ing for Louis Sul­li­van just a few years be­fore.
The bor­der it­self was suf­fi­ciently cen­tered so as to leave a sec­ond area of
open space all ­around. The clear in­tent was that the words on each page
be not just read but con­tem­plated. And the no­tions ­therein were much
like the ones ­Wright asks his lis­ten­ers to pon­der in his own essay of
about the same ­length, “The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine.”
As the son of a ­preacher, Frank Lloyd ­Wright al­ways fa­vored a
man­ner of de­liv­ery that ­seemed ­straight from the pul­pit. And so as he
be­gins his lec­ture to the Uni­ver­sity Guild in Evans­ton, it is no sur­prise
that he ­sounds a bit like Gan­nett in the ser­mon he was pre­par­ing to
print. Open­ing with a cau­tion, he warns his lis­ten­ers that their homes
may be lying to them, their front par­lors call­ing every­thing else in the
house in­sult­ing names. Even worse, their home was call­ing res­i­dents
them­selves bad names, as if the own­ers had har­bored the worst ele­ments
of so­ci­ety, ele­ments that con­demn one sim­ply by as­so­ci­a­tion.
In his own ser­mon, the Rev­er­end Gan­nett has done much the same,
char­ac­ter­iz­ing a typ­i­cal house in terms sim­i­lar to ­Wright’s—“four walls
with a lid, to box in a lit­tle of the blow­ing wind” (Ch. 1, sec­ond page).
Like the archi­tect be­hav­ing as a ­preacher, this ­preacher car­ry­ing on like
an archi­tect is mak­ing a point: it is not just how space is con­structed but
how it is oc­cu­pied that needs at­ten­tion in the tran­si­tional world of 1894.
Both au­thors em­pha­size that while hop­ing to live lives ­filled with good
and ­beauty, peo­ple are ­foiled by the na­ture of their Vic­to­rian par­lors, for
that is not where they ac­tu­ally live. “The heart cries, ‘Take me where the
peo­ple stay. I ­didn’t come to see the ­chairs,’” Gan­nett la­ments, feel­ing a
“home­sick­ness for the back par­lor” (Ch. 2, third page). Fur­nish­ings and
dec­o­ra­tions in a room not lived in but used only for mak­ing im­pres­sions
wind up giv­ing the worst im­pres­sion of all. Both agree that if the money
spent on the ­largely un­used front par­lor were dis­trib­uted through­out
the house, even the hum­blest abode could be a par­ad ­ ise, sup­port­ing in a
much more ef­fec­tive way the quest for a happy life ­within.
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Both Gan­nett and ­Wright pro­ceed by em­pha­siz­ing the pos­i­tive,


that the best home is ­filled with ­beauty, every ob­ject con­trib­ut­ing to
the ­family’s sense of hap­pi­ness. To the ex­tent that these ob­jects en­hance
life, they are true; if just for show, they are false. When one im­pulse
works ­against the other, the re­sult is dis­cord. When all work to­gether
for the ­inhabitants’ hap­pi­ness, har­mony is ­achieved, what ­Wright calls
the truth­ful­ness of in­te­gra­tion that is the same for a house, a per­son, or
a pic­ture. Good de­sign is a de­sign for life. This is less Ru­skin the ide­al­ist,
or Mor­ris the art­ist, and more one’s own min­is­ter (or local archi­tect)
ad­vis­ing that it’s the qual­ity of life at home that ­counts. It is a qual­ity
not for rar­ified aes­thetes but for the prac­ti­cal cit­i­zens of a dem­o­cratic
na­tion, for read­ers not of The ­Stones of Ven­ice but of Walt ­Whitman’s
­Leaves of Grass. “Eyes and ears are eager to be fed the har­mo­nies in color
and form and sound,” Gan­nett urges; “these are their nat­u­ral food as
much as bread and meat are food for other parts.” From this he calls on
a ­larger sense that “For in pro­por­tion as the eyes and ears are fed, we are
not sure, but apt, to see a fine­ness spread­ing over life” (Ch. 3, third
page).
Sim­ple har­mo­nies as found at home may re­flect ­Ruskin’s ­thought
at the low­est level, but in the emerg­ing archi­tec­ture of the time they sug­
gest a step be­yond the ways ­William Mor­ris ap­plied ­Ruskin’s ideal to
­hearth and home. The trend was cer­tainly ev­i­dent else­where in Chi­cago.
Soon to take em­ploy­ment at Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s of­fice in Stein­way
Hall and stu­dio out in Oak Park was a young archi­tect named Wal­ter
Bur­ley Grif­fin. He would stay with ­Wright from 1901 ­through 1906,
and after that make his own name as an in­no­va­tor in the Prai­rie ­School
be­fore win­ning an inter­na­tional con­test to plan the new Aus­tra­lian
cap­i­tal city of Can­berra and mov­ing his prac­tice to Aus­tra­lia where
other op­por­tu­nities ­awaited him. Al­though po­lit­i­cally and so­cially a
Pro­gres­sive, Grif­fin never ­mounted the bully pul­pit. But be­cause he
spoke so ­clearly about how ­changes in archi­tec­ture af­fected the qual­ity
of daily life, his ­thoughts are worth con­sid­er­ing here. In a lec­ture en­ti­tled
“Archi­tec­ture” first pre­sented in 1915 and col­lected in The Writ­ings of
Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin (2008), he notes how the dif­fer­ence ­between an­
noy­ing noise and plea­sur­able music—in other words, what con­sti­tuted
har­mony—could not be ex­plained (and hence fully cap­i­tal­ized upon)
“til the law—a ­purely math­e­mat­ic­ al one—of the con­ser­va­tion of ­rhythm
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was under­stood.” Noise re­sulted from the inter­fer­ence of sound waves


with each other, while “the ­sounds we de­rived pleas­ure from were such
com­bi­na­tions as re­in­forced each other so that they went on to in­fin­ity.”
This under­stand­ing, still fresh from the past one hun­dred years of re­
search, has its par­allel in the even more re­cent under­stand­ing of cer­tain
prin­ci­ples in archi­tec­ture based not on time but space:
Music is a time art meas­ured by ­rhythm. To ­satisfy the human soul
these units must be pre­served and must be so used as to re­in­force each
other, for de­struc­tion is pain­ful to us but ev­i­dences of con­ti­nu­ity are a
joy and in­spi­ra­tion. Archi­tec­ture is a space art. Let us ­search for its
basic law. Is it not the con­ser­va­tion of space? As in music we re­joice in
being made con­scious of time, one of the great fun­da­men­tal ele­ments
in our ­present crea­tion, and in being made aware of in­fin­ity ­through the
pres­er­va­tion of ­rhythm, so in archi­tec­ture and land­scape archi­tec­ture,
which are but inter­de­pen­dent ele­ments of one field, we re­joice in being
made con­scious of space, and can be satis­fied only when the space units
we use re­in­force each other, and a feel­ing of spa­cious­ness is ob­tained.
In a build­ing or in a com­mu­nity, a hud­dle and clut­ter of un­re­lated units
is as dis­tress­ing as a harsh sound. (WWBG, 212)

To il­lus­trate this prin­ci­ple, Grif­fin de­scribes how a fam­ily can best find
har­mony in its home. His de­tails are based on W ­ right’s and ­Gannett’s
more dra­mat­i­cally ex­pressed sen­ti­ments ­voiced some ­twenty years be­fore,
yet are ex­pressed more lev­elly—oth­er­wise in 1915 he would be preach­ing
to the choir.
Both ­Wright and Gan­nett ­praise sim­plic­ity and re­pose, qual­ities
held in es­teem since the days of Mi­chel­an­gelo. And both agree that
there is a cau­sal path to this ­status, which in­volves strip­ping away or­na­
men­ta­tion to get down to a “more use­ful form” (Ch. 3, fifth page), which
is in turn bound to be more beau­ti­ful. There are so many cor­re­spon­
dences that one has to as­sume ­Wright had ­Gannett’s pres­en­ta­tion in
mind when he ­drafted his own. The lat­ter ­quotes a ­prophet: “If a man
­should find him­self with bread in both hands, he ­should ex­change one
loaf for some flow­ers of nar­cis­sus, since the loaf feeds the body in­deed.
But the flow­ers feed the soul” (Ch. 4, sec­ond and third pages). ­Wright,
a ­prophet in his own land, ­speaks for him­self, but to the iden­ti­cal point,
that if there is just ­twenty cents for a meal, it is wise to spend three of
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those for a ­flower whose pres­ence on the table will feed the fam­ily much
bet­ter in the long run. Yet ­Gannett’s own phras­ing would stay with
­Wright for a life­time; more than half a cen­tury later he would carve it as
a motto adorn­ing the fas­cia board over­look­ing the seat­ing in the Uni­
tar­ian Meet­ing House (1947) de­signed for Shore­wood Hills, Wis­con­sin.
This ­church in­cluded clear glass win­dows look­ing out on ­fields of prai­rie
­grasses and flow­ers, and in the same par­a­graph of his Evans­ton ad­dress
­Wright sug­gests such flora as a sim­pler and ­cheaper ­choice for table ar­
range­ments, even if they are con­sid­ered weeds. His stu­dio was ­filled
with them, al­beit in strik­ing pew­ter hold­ers he had de­signed; Grif­fin and
other as­so­ciates would re­mem­ber being sum­moned from their draw­ing
­boards to under­take prai­rie weed hunt­ing ex­pe­di­tions in the ­fields ­across
Chi­cago Av­e­nue from the ­Wright Home and Stu­dio. Gan­nett pre­sum­
ably ­spared his own ac­o­lytes from this task, but does ad­mire a woman,
“among ­friends ­counted for poor” (Ch. 4, first page), who won ­praise for
dec­o­rat­ing her plain house in this same man­ner.
Be­yond these in­ci­den­tals, there are cor­re­spon­dences ­between the
two pres­en­ta­tions that link even ­Wright’s most pi­o­neer­ing ideas to
those ­homely prac­tices Gan­nett rec­om­mends. “The house we live in is a
build­ing of God, not a house made with hands,” the Rev­er­end would
have his read­ers know (Ch. 1, sixth page), a rec­om­men­da­tion that lies at
the heart of ­Wright’s think­ing, given that through­out his life he al­ways
in­sisted that the ­church he wor­shipped in was Na­ture, ­spelled with a
cap­i­tal N. Na­ture is the best model for a ­builder of ­houses, he urges.
Homes must grow com­fort­ably from their site and blend with what­ever
nat­u­ral forms are there—and if there are none, em­u­late them in a man­ner
that is or­ganic. This is the first use of the term “or­ganic” in ­Wright’s
work, and con­sid­er­ing how cen­tral the idea would be to his archi­tec­ture
and how often it would recur in pub­lished ex­am­ples of his ­thought for
the next ­sixty-five years, it is not sur­pris­ing that he stays with it for the
rest of the page. Over the years, it would be ex­panded to be­come al­most
syn­on­y­mous with “in­teg­rity,” ­wherein all ele­ments of a de­sign de­rive
from a cen­tral gov­ern­ing prin­ci­ple that en­com­passes con­di­tions and
con­text. Here ­Wright uses it to coun­ter the Vic­to­rian pro­pen­sity for
or­na­men­tal ex­cess. Sim­plic­ity is not some­thing like the side of a barn,
he coun­sels, but is ­rather some­thing that is beau­ti­ful from which all
dis­cord has been re­moved. Per­fect ad­just­ment of every­thing to the
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whole as­sures re­pose, which is the se­ren­ity Gan­nett prom­ises, if sim­i­lar


rules are fol­lowed. The first is to make one’s home liv­able ac­cord­ing to
the best hopes peo­ple have. What ­Wright says here, Gan­nett has ­preached
on every page: that if a home has the sense of being lived in, the life
­within it will be re­ward­ing.
At the time of de­liver­ing this first ad­dress in Evans­ton, Frank Lloyd
­Wright had been in in­de­pen­dent prac­tice for just a year. Be­fore this he
had de­signed sev­eral ­houses be­hind Louis ­Sullivan’s back, some of them
cred­ited to Cecil Cor­win (to cloak ­Wright’s iden­tity) and many in cur­
rently fash­ion­able ­styles (to ­please the cli­ents of a ­yet-to-be-established
archi­tect, and keep ­Sullivan’s sus­pi­cions at bay). Yet archi­tec­tu­ral schol­
ars have noted ele­ments of an emerg­ing or­ganic archi­tec­ture in each,
from the open­ing of views and inter­pre­ta­tion of in­side and out in the
­George Blos­som House (1892) to the ­loosely ar­ranged inter­ior of the
Chaun­cey ­Williams House (1895), one of ­Wright’s first in­de­pen­dent
com­mis­sions but a home whose ex­te­rior still dis­played fash­ion­ably
his­toric pe­riod ref­er­ences. Ex­te­rior is the key, for on the in­side, as with
the Blos­som House, the young archi­tect was work­ing won­ders with a
new gram­mar of space. In­deed, some of the ear­li­est pro­jects in­volved not
­new-builds at all but r­ ather re­mod­el­ing of inter­io­ rs. How ap­pro­pri­ate it
is, given his emerg­ing ­thought, that ­Wright begin his in­no­va­tive work
on the in­side, link­ing what had been the boxes of ­Victorian-style rooms
with wood s­ creens and band­ing in a ­freshly fluid way. The rea­son why
Frank Lloyd ­Wright was set­ting off like this is clar­ified by his first pro­
nounce­ments in Evans­ton, and hav­ing those pro­nounce­ments as­so­
ciated with a fa­mous ser­mon by ­William C. Gan­nett does not by any
means make his ­thought retrospec­tive. In­stead, what Gan­nett (in his
moral way) and ­Wright (as an archi­tect) say an­tic­ip ­ ates what re­cent
schol­ar­ship iden­tifies as a ­late-twentieth-century trend set­ting terms for
the ­twenty-first: that in or­ganic archi­tec­ture, as de­fined today, space is
to be val­ued as lived in, a qual­ity achiev­able when the na­ture of its de­sign
is not so much con­ceived as per­ceived—or, as Rich­ard Wes­ton puts it in
his ­Twentieth-Century Res­i­den­tial Archi­tec­ture (2002), a mat­ter of ac­
knowl­edg­ing “the pri­macy of per­cep­tion, not con­cepts, in the shap­ing
of form” (216).
So many clas­sic ­Wright prin­ci­ples fol­low from these two pres­en­ta­
tions that sim­ply cit­ing them would be tan­ta­mount to re­print­ing the full
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­ ieces, but it is re­mark­able the ex­tent to which his com­ments in 1894


p
re­flect those ideas man­if­ ested in his ­life’s work. How ­should a house be?
Sim­ple, with as few rooms as fit the con­di­tions under which one lives,
sim­plic­ity being one of ­Gannett’s basic ten­ets. Will all these ­houses look
the same? There ­should be as many types of homes as there are peo­ple,
­Wright al­lows, for it is the ­occupants’ per­sonal ­traits that ­create the
na­ture of the place, an­other point Gan­nett makes sev­eral times. The
or­ganic house, or The Nat­u­ral House as ­Wright ­called it in his 1954 book,
may not be ex­actly The House Beau­ti­ful that Rev­er­end Gan­nett pro­posed,
but the rea­sons for build­ing and liv­ing in each of them are much the
same, which is the same rea­son that we teach chil­dren to speak the truth
and make their lives as beau­ti­ful as pos­sible.
In the same year that Frank Lloyd ­Wright pre­sented “The Archi­tect
and the Ma­chine,” his ­small-press ­partner-to-be, ­William Her­man
Win­slow, moved into the River For­est home he’d had ­Wright de­sign.
This was the first “hon­est” com­mis­sion the archi­tect had ac­quired and
com­pleted after leav­ing the firm of Adler and Sul­li­van in a ­flurry of
re­crim­in­ a­tions for hav­ing de­signed sev­eral “boot­leg” ­houses on his own,
in vi­o­la­tion of his ­contract with Louis Sul­li­van. The Win­slow House is
an em­phatic step for­ward in ­Wright’s de­vel­op­ment, with its clean lines,
­smooth fin­ish, rec­ti­lin­ear mass­ing, and de­sign ele­ments that en­hance a
sense of the hor­i­zon­tal, thus an­tic­i­pat­ing the Prai­rie ­Houses of a ­decade
later. The ­home’s sharp­ness as it faces the ­street sug­gests the “ma­chine”
of ­Wright’s title, but its other ele­ments, in­side and from the back, cor­
re­spond to both ­Wright’s and ­Gannett’s pro­nounce­ments, and once in
the door human ele­ments of the “house beau­ti­ful” pre­vail. The entry
space is both in­vit­ing for ­guests and pro­tec­tive of its res­i­dents. The axial
na­ture of the fire­place ­unites the fam­ily on one side while on the other
side al­low­ing for room con­fig­u­ra­tions that serve in­di­vid­ual fam­ily mem­
bers. Life at this site on Au­vergne Place (for which ­Winslow’s press was
named) was not mono­log­i­cal. Al­though the ­street-side view ­speaks for
its ­owner’s stat­ure and au­thor­ity, the roo­fline con­veys a feel­ing of shel­
ter, a value W ­ right and Gan­nett find es­sen­tial and which the archi­tect
­achieves by for­go­ing the typ­i­cal Vic­to­rian roof that ­reached sky­wards,
sug­gest­ing hea­venly as­cent if not so­cial striv­ing.
From the back, the Win­slow House con­veys an even ho­mier mood.
Be­cause of ­family-related ele­ments on the sec­ond floor, in­clud­ing a
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hearth­side sit­ting room that over­looked the pri­vacy of a rear gar­den,


this ­façade is any­thing but reg­u­lar. In­stead, its shape con­forms to the
­room’s inter­nal func­tions, which are fam­ily ­oriented. Here, one story up
from the ­building’s more pub­lic rooms for re­cep­tion and so­cial din­ing,
was for ­Wright the true index of a ­home’s suc­cess at fa­cil­i­tat­ing happy
fam­ily life. There is no rea­son the sec­ond floor ­should be less thought­
fully de­signed than the first, he ex­claims, tak­ing ­Gannett’s sug­ges­tion
that all rooms be con­sid­ered as im­por­tant as the front par­lor had been
for Vic­to­rian so­ci­ety. The ­architect’s meta­phor is ­sermon-like, ask­ing his
lis­ten­ers if they care more for their neigh­bors than for them­selves. This
makes no more sense than tol­er­at­ing poor under­gar­ments in favor of
show­ing off a top hat. The plan he pro­vides for Win­slow makes the ideal
life­style Gan­nett pro­posed much ­easier to ac­com­plish on the sec­ond
floor, which is an­other an­tic­i­pa­tion of the Prai­rie House.
With “The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine” in mind, one sees how the
Win­slow ­House’s de­sign an­tic­ip ­ ates the prin­ci­pal fea­ture of an even
later de­vel­op­ment in ­Wright’s ca­reer, the Uso­nian House of his last two
­decades of work. In each, the home opens to and em­braces the pri­vacy of
a back yard. From the front the Win­slow House, like Uso­nians com­ing
forty to sixty years later, is all ­straight lines. To the right, one can ­glimpse
the shal­low­est of bays com­ing off the liv­ing room, while to the left a
del­i­cately struc­tured ­porte-cochere does noth­ing to dis­rupt the im­pres­
sion of rec­tan­gu­lar­ity from the ­street. But pass­ing into the back yard
one en­coun­ters a ver­it­ a­ble ex­plo­sion of ­shapes and an­gles as the ­home’s
rear ­façade re­veals the na­ture of fam­ily life that has been going on in­
side. Gan­nett had urged that the house gen­er­ate its sense of space from
­within ­rather than be de­fined from with­out, and from the pri­vacy of the
back gar­den this pur­pose be­comes ap­par­ent, so dif­fer­ent from an act of
pub­lic dis­play.
For the Win­slows, ­Wright pro­vides every­thing ­needed to live ac­cord­
ing to Rev­er­end ­Gannett’s moral pre­cepts from The House Beau­ti­ful and
his own ar­tis­tic im­per­a­tives ­voiced in “The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine.”
This mo­ral­ism can­not be over­em­pha­sized; when the time comes to re­
late ­Wright to this era’s more prop­erly in­tel­lec­tual ­thought, his ­strong
af­fin­ities will be with the re­li­gious ­thinker ­William James ­rather than
with the phil­o­soph­i­cal prag­ma­tist John Dewey. Even here, eth­ics com­ing
from the pul­pit ­rather than from the salon make ­Wright’s ideas more
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ac­cess­ible than John ­Ruskin’s and more prac­ti­cal than those of ­William
Mor­ris. If there is a prag­ma­tism to ­Wright’s think­ing at this stage, it is
in the way he takes im­pulses from both eth­ics and aes­thet­ics and puts
them to work in an ex­cep­tion­ally func­tional house.
In choos­ing do­mes­tic­ity as a key for the im­prove­ment of life, ­Wright
and Gan­nett find a way of mak­ing mo­ral­ity and art fit to­gether in a com­
fort­able and sen­sible way. This ­uniquely ­American inter­pre­ta­tion could
soon be ­contrasted with the emerg­ing mod­ern­ism from Eu­rope that
would be ­coldly in­tel­lec­tual in the ser­vice of a good seen in much ­broader
so­cial con­texts. As the era ­evolved, Pro­gres­sive ­thought in the ­United
­States would take on all as­pects of life, pub­lic and pri­vate, but it is im­
por­tant to see how in ­Wright’s world of the 1890s, this mat­ter of home
life could as­sume such great pro­por­tions. In 1889 ­Wright de­signed and
built his own home and over the next nine years made major ­changes
and ad­di­tions to it twice. Be­cause the prop­erty was his own, he could
ex­peri­ment with a freer hand, mak­ing struc­tu­ral al­ter­a­tions and de­vot­ing
Sun­day after­noons to in­ces­sant re­ar­range­ment of fur­ni­ture, prob­ing for
dif­fer­ent prac­ti­cal and ar­tis­tic ef­fects. In a sim­i­lar man­ner, his busi­ness
with the boot­leg ­houses gave him ­greater flex­ibil­ity than work­ing under
the di­rec­tion of Louis Sul­li­van; and he was also free from the in­hi­bi­tion
of hav­ing his name con­nected with a prop­erty when his ideas were at an
early stage of de­vel­op­ment and when his jun­ior ­status in the pro­fes­sion
made him more be­holden to a ­client’s whim. He also con­tin­ued to speak,
again to the Uni­ver­sity Guild of Evans­ton, and to pub­lish in in­creas­ingly
im­por­tant ve­nues.
Pre­sented in 1896, “Archi­tect, Archi­tec­ture, and the ­Client” dates
from a time when there were still con­sid­er­ably more pro­jects done for
Sul­li­van and boot­legged in the moon­light than com­mis­sions fully ac­
knowl­edged as by Frank Lloyd ­Wright. More­over, two of the ones
­Wright did ac­knowl­edge speak less of ­Wright’s ideas and more of his
­clients’ ­tastes—­tastes he seeks to im­prove in this new Evans­ton lec­ture.
These two homes, de­signed in 1895 for Na­than G. Moore and Chaun­cey
­Williams, join the ear­lier prop­er­ties con­ceived under­cover in draw­ing on
the full style­book of the times, mak­ing ­Wright’s pro­duc­tion to that date
less pro­gres­sive than it was ex­plor­a­tory. Ex­cep­tions were the Win­slow
House and the sin­gle major pro­ject done with Sul­li­van for which the
­younger archi­tect would claim major ­credit: the Charn­ley House (1891),
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built on the near north side of Chi­cago in an urban neigh­bor­hood quite


dif­fer­ent from the leafy sub­urbs of Oak Park and River For­est, yet
shar­ing a rec­tan­gu­lar shape and clean­ness of line that char­ac­ter­ized the
front of ­Wright’s first gen­u­ine mas­ter­piece on Au­vergne Place.
By 1896 ­Wright was three years into in­de­pen­dent prac­tice, and had
­learned well that archi­tec­ture ­needed to be ad­dressed not just on its own
terms but with the re­la­tion­ship of archi­tect and ­client in mind. In­deed,
in his sec­ond lec­ture to the Uni­ver­sity Guild one of ­Wright’s im­per­a­tives,
an­nounced ­self-consciously as “play[ing] the part of ­preacher” (CW I:
27), is that once cli­ents de­cide what is ­wanted and who ­should pro­vide
it, they ­should trust their archi­tect as they do their doc­tor or any other
spe­cial­ist who is ex­pert in ap­prais­ing their needs. ­Wright him­self is
aware that all cli­ents are dif­fer­ent, and there­fore fac­tors their unique­
ness into his plan­ning: to under­score this he re­peats the point from his
pre­vi­ous Evans­ton lec­ture, that there are as many types of ­houses as there
are types of peo­ple. That ­Wright was mak­ing good on this prom­ise is
ev­i­dent from the wide va­riety of ­houses he de­signed ­between 1889 and
1895—start­ing with his own, al­ready mod­ified to re­flect ­changes in his
life. But ­Wright ­preaches some­thing be­yond sub­mis­sion to the ­archi­-
tect’s ex­per­tise and that is how archi­tec­ture it­self can best pro­vide not
just shel­ter but an en­vi­ron­ment in which all as­pects of ex­is­tence can be
im­proved.
Not sur­pris­ingly, ele­ments of Rev­er­end ­Gannett’s The House Beau­ti­ful
re­ap­pear in this lec­ture, de­livered as it is by an archi­tect preach­ing the
goal of moral as well as aes­thetic bet­ter­ment. Choos­ing a type of house
not to im­press one’s ­friends but to suit one’s self is ­proper, be­cause it is
this self that a true ­friend treas­ures above any ad­ver­tised image. Fur­
nish­ing that home as sim­ply as pos­sible, even dec­o­rat­ing it with dried
­grasses and weeds—these sug­ges­tions from ­Gannett’s ser­mon in­form
this sec­ond bit of Evans­ton preach­ment as much as they did the first.
But now ­Wright el­e­vates the dis­cus­sion by show­ing that when archi­tec­
ture is prac­ticed as art, the re­sults are even more re­ward­ing. Art, after
all, is sim­ply a prac­ti­cal ex­am­ple of ­beauty, and the most in­clu­sive way
of intro­duc­ing ­beauty into one’s life is by mak­ing one’s home a work of
art.
How is that ­beauty dis­cerned? By read­ing the souls of his cli­ents,
­Wright ­argues, and build­ing a house for them in which any­one can see a
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leg­ible in­scrip­tion of who the own­ers are and hope to be. Un­for­tu­nately,
cli­ents may re­tain likes and dis­likes from their for­mer en­vi­ron­ments
that pre­vent the plan from ful­fill­ing their ­deeper hap­pi­ness, a hap­pi­ness
an archi­tect like ­Wright can per­ceive even when they them­selves can­not.
I know my cli­ents bet­ter than them­selves, this rhet­or­ ic sug­gests. They
tell me what they want, but I know what they ­really want. Much later in
his ca­reer, when his strik­ing in­no­va­tions as an archi­tect and flam­boy­
ance as an out­spoken media per­son­al­ity had made him so em­i­nently
quot­able, Frank Lloyd ­Wright would say ­things like this to chide his
crit­ics. But even from the im­pro­vised pul­pit of the Uni­ver­sity Guild in
Evans­ton ­Wright ­argues for the es­sen­tial sound­ness of this po­si­tion and
its im­por­tance in achiev­ing the goals he’d set. There­fore he turns these
in­itial prem­ises on art, ­beauty, and the more hap­pily lived life into a dis­
qui­si­tion on the state of archi­tec­tu­ral de­sign as it ex­ists in 1896—and, at
least im­pli­citly, how the prob­lems of serv­ing cli­ents in this state of af­fairs
in­flu­enced the type of work he had been doing.
Great archi­tec­ture no ­longer ex­ists, ­Wright com­plains, and lays the
blame on ­Gutenberg’s print­ing press and pri­macy of lit­er­a­ture over
archi­tec­ture that fol­lowed. Does it all just come down to the book re­
plac­ing the ca­the­dral? As with his in­spi­ra­tions bor­rowed from Rev­er­end
Gan­nett, ­Wright again shows his ­self-educated back­ground and pred­i­
lec­tion for the pop­u­lar by sum­mar­iz­ing an ar­gu­ment made not by Ru­skin
or Mor­ris but by Vic­tor Hugo. Through­out his life the archi­tect would
look back to a fa­vor­ite chap­ter, “The One Will Kill the Other” in The
Hunch­back of Notre Dame, as the ­source for the idea pre­sented here.
As with his use of Gan­nett, ­Wright takes the idea much far­ther than
does Hugo, or at the very least ap­plies it more spe­cif­i­cally to the ­present
time. When books re­placed the ca­the­dral as man­i­fest ex­pres­sions of
­spirit, one great model for style was re­placed by an in­fin­ity of pages pre­
sent­ing a range of ­styles as long as his­tory and as broad a human con­duct.
A per­cep­tive archi­tect can see these rep­re­sen­ta­tions for what they are.
But for im­pres­sion­able cli­ents, the re­sults can be dis­as­trous. ­Wright con­
sid­ers what in these circum­stances the archi­tect can do: he can study his
­client’s best qual­ities and de­sign a home he can grow into, or else he can
just give him what he ­thinks he wants and be done with it. If the lat­ter
hap­pens, is it ­really the ­architect’s fault?
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Like a ­preacher, ­Wright ­chides his lis­ten­ers with shame­ful char­ac­


ter­iza­tions of their con­duct. Want­ing one’s home built in an his­tor­ic­ al
style is like dress­ing up in ­others’ ­clothes bor­rowed from a dif­fer­ent
time. Do this, and noth­ing fits. ­Whether Co­lo­nial or Re­nais­sance,
cha­teau or cha­let, the ­choice is damn­ing of the ­client, who has cho­sen
some­thing that is not ­American, some­thing ­Wright re­gret­ted when
sur­ren­der­ing to the whims of Na­than G. Moore the year be­fore. Could
the archi­tect give him a good ­enough ­half-timber type short of sell­ing
out? The prob­lem is pon­dered in An Auto­biog­ra­phy. It was worth try­ing,
­Wright con­cludes, al­beit with a sigh: “I tried . . .” (CW II: 189, el­lip­ses in
orig­i­nal).
The ­Wright canon from 1889 ­through 1895 makes ges­tures in var­i­ous
di­rec­tions. Both as a ­worker by moon­light and as a young in­de­pen­dent
who could be hon­est about need­ing to sup­port his grow­ing fam­ily, the
archi­tect had ex­cuses for try­ing out al­ter­na­tives. His Evans­ton lec­tures
pro­fessed a sin­cere de­sire to give his cli­ents not only bet­ter homes but
a bet­ter way of life, and in these early works, sub­tly sug­ges­tive of his
emerg­ing ­thought, one sees a va­riety of ap­proaches with a com­mon goal,
which is to open up the spa­tial re­al­ity of inter­io­ rs no mat­ter how di­verse
the out­side shape may be.
In call­ing archi­tects to do a bet­ter job for their cli­ents, ­Wright
de­mands hon­esty on both sides. “A Phi­lo­so­phy of Fine Art,” read in
1900 be­fore the Archi­tec­tu­ral ­League at the Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago,
en­gages lis­ten­ers on a cas­ual level, trans­pos­ing the Ideal­ism of ­Thomas
Car­lyle to the wis­dom one ­learns from a ­mother and finds re­in­forced by
a wife: that the prac­ti­cal and the Ideal are one, that ­beauty can­not be
ap­plied but must ­emerge from the thing it­self. A false use of ideal ­beauty
is made by those who ad­ver­tise their ­riches in vul­gar dis­play. If ­Americans
want ex­am­ples of suc­cess, it is far bet­ter to look at the plain man­ner of
Abra­ham Lin­coln; every­thing about him spoke of the gen­u­ine. What
does a sim­ply hon­est work of art look like? No mat­ter what the me­dium,
it must be “true to the con­di­tions of its ex­is­tence.” A paint­ing, for ex­
am­ple, “must be a thing made with a brush, ­dipped in paint and ap­plied
to can­vas,” and not a piece of lit­er­a­ture that tells a story. If a pic­ture of a
cow looks ir­re­sis­tibly life­like, do not buy the paint­ing, ­Wright ad­vises—
buy the cow (CW I: 42). Lis­ten­ers at the Art In­sti­tute were sur­rounded
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by one of the best ­French Im­pres­sion­ist col­lec­tions in the coun­try, and


thus had no prob­lem under­stand­ing ­Wright’s mean­ing. But even here
his em­pha­sis on the ­medium’s phys­ic­ al sub­stance and ac­tion as op­posed
to its sub­ject an­tic­i­pates an aes­thetic as in­no­va­tive as his most ­forward-
looking archi­tec­tu­ral pro­jects to come: Har­old ­Rosenberg’s de­scrip­tion
of ab­stract ex­pres­sion­ist paint­ing two gen­er­a­tions later. ­Rosenberg’s The
Tra­di­tion of the New (1959), pub­lished in the same year ­Wright’s Gug­
gen­heim Mu­seum would open as a venue for such art, draws its con­clu­
sion from what ­Wright pro­poses: that a paint­ing is not a sur­face upon
which to rep­re­sent but ­rather an arena ­within which to act.
What some peo­ple asked of ab­stract ex­pres­sion­ism could be asked
of ­Wright and his the­o­ries of art in 1900: is all this just art for art’s
sake? The 1890s and its Oscar Wilde aes­thet­ics were still fresh mem­o­ries
and the ques­tion is fair. But ­Wright has equal en­thu­siasm for what art
­should do, which is to con­ven­tion­al­ize nat­u­ral ­things so as to re­veal the
­poetry of their na­ture, a ­poetry that re­veals an iden­tity of form and func­
tion with life that con­sti­tutes civ­il­iza­tion it­self. Con­ven­tion­al­iza­tion was
the term ­Wright used for ab­strac­tion, and like later theo­rists his in­ten­
tions have a moral tone. Civ­il­iza­tion is noth­ing less than con­ven­tion­al­
iz­ing na­ture, he re­minds his lis­ten­ers, and is what keeps the light of
human prog­ress alive. And whose busi­ness is it to keep that light burn­
ing? The archi­tect, of ­course, for only music can ap­proach archi­tec­ture
as an index of the civ­il­ized. Here ­Wright once again takes ad­van­tage of
the lo­ca­tion where he is speak­ing, draw­ing on the ap­pre­ci­a­tion of all the
arts ­likely to char­ac­ter­ize an au­di­ence at one of his ­city’s lead­ing cul­tural
in­sti­tu­tions. Just as music pro­vides de­light in tem­po­ral ­rhythms and
har­mo­nies, he in­di­cates, so does archi­tec­ture with space. What a trag­edy
to have one’s ap­pre­ci­a­tion of music lim­ited to the pro­saic spec­ta­cle of
pro­gram notes, where ­sounds are pre­sumed to in­spire just pic­tures. And
what an even ­greater loss to live the bet­ter part of one’s life in a build­ing,
one’s home, that fails to pro­vide happy har­mo­nies of spa­tial oc­cu­pancy.
Are these ­thoughts in­no­va­tively ed­u­ca­tional? Be­cause of his a­ unts’
ex­pe­ri­ence with the ex­tremely pro­gres­sive Hill­side Home ­School op­er­
ated from 1887 to 1915, ­Wright is as­sumed to have been ­shaped by the
ideas be­hind this under­tak­ing, which even­tu­ally found a na­tional voice
in the the­o­ries of John Dewey. Yet in all five mas­sive vol­umes of ­Wright’s
Col­lected Writ­ings, there are only two ref­er­ences to Dewey, and quite
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pass­ing ones at that: in a pros­pec­tus for the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship and in


An Auto­biog­ra­phy, both dat­ing from 1932, he men­tions his aunts as hav­ing
­learned of Dewey only ­through Fran­cis ­Parker, a pre­de­ces­sor who had
intro­duced ­Froebel’s ­blocks and other ideas for early child­hood ed­u­ca­
tion to ­American ­schools in the 1870s and for whom the aunts had ­taught
be­fore es­tab­lish­ing their own ­school. Ed­u­ca­tion does not sur­face in Frank
Lloyd ­Wright’s think­ing until a gen­er­a­tion later, when he be­comes an
ed­u­ca­tor him­self. For now, his archi­tec­ture and the ­thoughts be­hind it
show the in­spi­ra­tion of peo­ple like Rev­er­end Gan­nett and a Lin­coln of
home­spun my­thol­ogy.
As the nine­teenth cen­tury drew to a close, ­Wright’s work in Chi­cago
con­cen­trated on de­signs com­pletely his own. The most im­pres­sive of
these in­clude homes for Is­a­dore ­Heller (1896) and Rol­lin Fur­beck (1897),
and while their nar­row ver­ti­cal­ity shows none of the Prai­rie ­House’s
in­no­va­tions just a few years away, nei­ther is done in any­one ­else’s style,
as were the boot­legs. At this point an­other ad­dress to the Archi­tec­tu­ral
­League pre­sented a few ­months later in 1900 takes on spe­cial per­ti­nence.
In “The Archi­tect” ­Wright faces his pro­fes­sion di­rectly, as only some­one
who fi­nally feels es­tab­lished in it could hope to do. He makes overt ref­er­
ence to the ma­chine that ­lurked be­hind the title of his first Evans­ton
lec­ture and was men­tioned ­obliquely in the sec­ond, as one of the tools
sci­ence has ­placed in the hands of archi­tects who ­haven’t yet ­learned to
use them. By 1900 ­Wright feels archi­tects have found a way to use the
ma­chine, but im­prop­erly: to ­mass-produce ­styles and pile them up in a
­plan-factory that makes ­plan-making cen­tral ­rather than in­ci­den­tal to
the pro­fes­sion. When that hap­pens, the archi­tect aban­dons his pri­mary
re­spon­sibil­ity to his cli­ents, which is to pro­vide a dy­nam­i­cally ­shaped
de­sign for liv­ing that ­brings out the best in one’s life.
How can this sit­u­a­tion be rem­e­died? In com­ing up with an an­swer,
­Wright ­speaks in gen­eral terms that sum­mar­ize the prog­ress of his ca­reer
to date. He be­gins with ­praise for the type of per­son who would ­rather
build a sum­mer cot­tage than build a city, a de­scrip­tion of just what the
young em­ployee of Adler and Sul­li­van had done by de­sign­ing a pair of
Gulf Coast cot­tages in Mis­sis­sippi for Louis Sul­li­van and his ­friends the
Charn­leys (1890) in­stead of lust­ing after work ­planned for the clas­si­cally
­themed White City in the 1893 Co­lum­bian Ex­po­si­tion. He ex­presses re­
gret over the older Eu­ro­pean ­styles that in­fect Amer­ica like a con­tag­ious
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dis­ease that chil­dren bring home from ­school. The ref­er­ence is de­lib­er­
ately ­homely, so that the ar­gu­ment may be de­vel­oped on an ed­u­ca­tional
level. Can new archi­tects be ­taught bet­ter? Only if they start learn­ing
­within two days of birth and are ­well-schooled grow­ing up with na­ture,
as was ­Wright by his ­mother’s thought­ful dec­o­ra­tion of his nur­sery and
his ac­tive in­volve­ment with the work of his ­uncles’ farms. From there
the ed­u­ca­tion of an archi­tect must in­volve mov­ing into the hus­tle and
bus­tle of the city to learn how civ­il­iza­tion ­thrives (as did ­Wright when
leav­ing Wis­con­sin for Chi­cago), and there being men­tored by a “lov­ing
Mas­ter” (CW I: 50) as was ­Wright by Louis Sul­li­van. These spe­cific ref­
er­ences are never ­stated, but the im­pli­ca­tions are clear, for this is the only
way to get a ­proper archi­tect, one ca­pable of find­ing the ­poetry in­her­ent
in his work, an archi­tect who is in fact a boy with the heart of a king. If
that ­sounds ego­tis­ti­cal, it is no more so than ­Wright’s fu­ture state­ments
would be. ­Granted, this is the stuff of the nine­teenth cen­tury, ex­pressed
in a ro­man­tic man­ner that ap­proaches sen­ti­men­tal­ity. But to guar­an­tee
suc­cess ­Wright looks for­ward as well, to a world in which archi­tects will
use mod­ern meth­ods ­rather than be used by them.
“The Archi­tect” does not end here, not on this lofty note. Re­call­ing
how his ­previous essay’s in­itial as­pi­ra­tion to ­Thomas Car­lyle and the
Ideal had been ­brought down to earth with the home­li­est of fil­ial and
ux­o­rial anal­o­gies, ­Wright con­cludes with ­poetry at its most ac­cess­ible
level: a ­full-length rec­i­ta­tion of a piece of dogge­rel ­straight from the
pop­u­lar cul­ture. Its sub­ject is how a new man­ner of poet is ­needed to
sing the power of mod­ern rail­roads—the same type, ­Wright con­cludes,
which is ­needed for archi­tec­ture. A laugh­able spec­ta­cle? Not in con­text,
for through­out these early lec­tures ­Wright has con­sis­tently fash­ioned
him­self as a ­preacher, and a sta­ple of any ­preacher’s meth­o­dol­ogy is
the “dou­ble proof ” ­whereby a truth from one realm is under­scored by
the par­allel proof from an­other: ma­te­rial for spir­i­tual, com­mon for un­
com­mon, mun­dane for the lofty, and so forth. ­Wright also knows, and
­surely feels this way him­self, that an ar­gu­ment from every­day life will
carry more per­sua­sive­ness than one ­grounded in ab­strac­tion. To his
lis­ten­ers and to him­self, the Rev­er­end ­William C. Gan­nett will sound
more con­vinc­ing than John Ru­skin, and ­Thomas ­Carlyle’s pro­nounce­
ments on the Ideal will come ­across more ef­fec­tively in the voice of one’s
­mother or wife. Where is Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s image of suc­cess: in the
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os­ten­ta­tious man­ners of the busi­ness and so­cial elite? No, it’s in the
home­spun vir­tue of Abra­ham Lin­coln.
There is also humor in­volved. ­Wright gen­u­inely loved pop­u­lar
ex­pres­sions of great ­truths, a sign of the ­self-educated per­son. But he
could also joke about it. He’d tease his ­friend Carl Sand­burg that the
­poet’s great­est work was his Roo­ta­baga Sto­ries and would rec­om­mend it
as an ex­am­ple of what good lit­er­a­ture ­should be. That would al­ways get
a laugh from Sand­burg and oth­ers, be­cause the archi­tect was hav­ing a
bit of ­self-deprecating fun with his own taste. ­That’s what is hap­pen­ing
at the end of his lec­ture as well, as ­Wright takes the in­spi­ra­tions of archi­
tec­ture and its fu­ture and uses them to con­clude with a roust­ing dogge­rel
poem that makes the most of this oc­ca­sion.
The archi­tect also has a good time with the home he de­signs in the
flush of early suc­cess. He has ­earned his rep­u­ta­tion by tak­ing the sty­lis­tic
de­sires of early cli­ents and intro­duc­ing spa­tial ele­ments that made their
homes not only more at­trac­tive from the out­side but more liv­able ­within.
Now at the end of the 1890s he wins com­mis­sions that let him show
what can be ­achieved by de­sign­ing from the in­side out. Two homes do
this in the ver­ti­cal man­ner—not the di­rec­tion ­Wright’s Prai­rie ­Houses
would take in the next ­decade, but for that all the more sug­ges­tive of
how work­ing with inter­ior ­spaces comes first: the Is­a­dore ­Heller House
(1896) and the home for Rol­lin Fur­beck (1897). These res­i­dences con­
trib­uted to ­Wright’s rep­u­ta­tion as the most im­por­tant archi­tect in the
sub­urbs, and when he com­pleted the stu­dio ad­di­tion to his home (1898)
and re­lo­cated his prac­tice there, keep­ing just a small busi­ness of­fice in
the city, his ­status as a local hero was as­sured.
It is a home­town issue that ­prompts the last of ­Wright’s 1900
lec­tures. “Con­cern­ing Land­scape Archi­tec­ture” is a pleas­antly in­for­mal
ad­dress to the Fel­low­ship Club, one of Oak ­Park’s sev­eral ­women’s
or­gan­iza­tions that the ­civic-minded Cathe­rine ­Wright sup­ported with
her mem­ber­ship and vol­un­teer ac­tiv­ity. Its open­ing state­ments show
how en­ter­tain­ing ­Wright could be, his wit and the sub­ject serv­ing as
good ­stand-up com­edy. And laugh his au­di­ences ­should, given how
ri­dic­u­lously their ­suburb’s land­scape plan­ning had ­evolved. Bu­colic
leafi­ness had been its orig­i­nal at­trac­tion, but now it has de­volved into a
place where peo­ple might wan­der lost until they ­starved to death, so
­shaded that “lit­tle chil­dren grew thin and pal­lid like po­tato ­sprouts in
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a back cel­lar” (CW I: 54). Like an im­pro­vis­ing comic rid­ing the ­laughs
of his au­di­ence, ­Wright riffs ­through sev­eral more sit­u­a­tions, hav­ing
­good-natured fun with the state of ­things in Oak Park. He de­scribes the
new dec­o­ra­tive trend of to­pi­ary with the ­equally ex­treme ex­am­ples of a
box shrub ­crafted as a crow­ing ­rooster and a hedge ­trimmed with a loco­
mo­tive, ten­der, and cars rush­ing along its top.
Then, with his au­di­ence won over to his side, ­Wright gets se­ri­ous,
ex­plain­ing how such new ­styles come about. For this he de­parts from
land­scap­ing for a mo­ment to con­sider a pre­sum­ably ­higher art, that
of ­stained glass dec­o­ra­tion. He names the uni­ver­sally ad­mired Louis
Tif­fany and asks if his later pro­jects ­haven’t been a bit ex­treme. Hav­ing
­worked in color all his life, the de­signer loses inter­est in nor­mal ef­fects
and is ­tempted to the “ragged edge of dis­cord” that is so ab­nor­mal, so
un­bear­able, that it “can ­please no ­healthy eye” (CW I: 55). ­Wright fur­ther
em­pha­sizes his point with fa­mil­iar ex­am­ples: the dis­cor­dant col­ors
cur­rently pop­ul­ar in ­women’s fash­ions and ex­trem­ities of taste for food.
­Whether gar­ish hats in un­com­pli­men­tary blues and ­greens, gamey
meats, or ­smelly ­cheeses—the deca­dence of taste is all ­around us, ­Wright
and his lis­ten­ers agree. As for bet­ter taste in their gar­dens, he re­minds
them that it is the land­scape ­architect’s job to har­mon­ize ­growth and
en­vi­ron­ment with­out mar­ring the nat­u­ral grace of ei­ther. He can rec­om­
mend a good book on the sub­ject by an En­glish woman, Ger­trude ­Jekyll’s
Home and Gar­den, a re­cently pub­lished vol­ume that be­longs in every
li­brary. ­Wright’s voice is ­hardly a cry in the wild­er­ness.
Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin, a ­gifted land­scape archi­tect with be­liefs like
­Jekyll’s and ­Wright’s, would the next year be taken on as an as­so­ciate,
join­ing a group of ex­cep­tion­ally tal­ented young archi­tects that in­cluded
Mar­ion Ma­hony. Five years later an angry Grif­fin would leave ­Wright’s
stu­dio, and by the ­decade’s end Ma­hony was out of it as well. The two
would marry, and share bit­ter mem­o­ries of the man whose self­ish am­bi­
tion had, they be­lieved, ­betrayed them. But in 1901 all was hap­pi­ness.
Grif­fin was the clos­est thing to a val­ued and re­spected part­ner that
­Wright would ever have, and ­Mahony’s aes­thetic sense was a great
ben­efi­ t. Its au­thor sup­ported by tal­ent and en­thu­siasm, ­Wright’s “Con­
cern­ing Land­scape Archi­tec­ture” looks for­ward to the first ­decade of the
twen­ti­eth cen­tury, a ­decade that would be ­graced by his Prai­rie House
mas­ter­pieces, ­wherein land­scape archi­tec­ture be­comes an im­por­tant
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fac­tor. These were years when ­Wright coop­er­ated most com­fort­ably


with oth­ers, del­e­gat­ing work to those who had the great­est gifts for it:
Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin for land­scape de­sign, Mar­ion Ma­hony for de­lin­
ea­tions, ­George Mann Nie­decken for fur­nish­ings and inter­ior de­tails,
Rich­ard Bock and Al­fonso Ian­nelli for sculp­ture. The large ­compound-
complexes done for Dar­win T. Mar­tin in Buf­falo (1904) and for Avery
and ­Queene ­Coonley in the south­west Chi­cago sub­urb of River­side
(1907) can­not be im­a­gined with­out these coop­er­a­tive ef­forts. The plan
for the Mar­tin pro­ject hung above ­Wright’s work­place for the bal­ance
of his long ca­reer as tes­ti­mony to how all ele­ments of a de­sign are
prop­erly in­te­grated. And not just for vis­ual ­beauty. In his ad­dress to the
Fel­low­ship Club ­Wright ­stresses how the beau­ti­ful ways that art can
im­prove our en­vi­ron­ment are as in­fluen­tial on our lives as the cul­ti­vated
con­duct of good so­ci­ety. This con­nec­tion is what he and Rev­er­end
Gan­nett had been preach­ing for the past seven years. En­vi­ron­ments
in­side the house and out­side of it ac­cu­rately re­flect the so­ci­ety in­hab­it­ing
these ­realms. If it looks ugly and stu­pid, ­Wright as­serts, you can be sure
it is the bot­tom of so­ci­ety.
“Con­c ern­i ng Land­s cape Archi­t ec­t ure” would be Frank Lloyd
­Wright’s last ­small-time ­speech. The next, de­livered to an in­fluen­tial
au­di­ence at ­Chicago’s Hull House, seat of the in­no­va­tive and in­fluen­tial
or­gan­iza­tion di­rected by so­cial re­former Jane Ad­dams, is ti­tled “The
Art and Craft of the Ma­chine.” Pre­sented in March of 1901, it takes
­Wright out of the pul­pit (and away from the gar­den club) and ­places
him among the most per­ti­nent group of lis­ten­ers of these times: ac­ti­vists
de­voted to im­prove­ments in life that would begin with the basic infra­
struc­ture ­Wright him­self had been striv­ing to re­form. In fact, the piece
looks less to the fu­ture than to the past. Later this same year ­Wright
would pub­lish two es­says that did pre­dict his emerg­ing work with the
Prai­rie House, and a cer­tain ma­chine aes­thetic is in­volved in that. But
for his Hull House au­di­ence the archi­tect is more con­cerned with how
the ma­chine has been re­sisted, even de­mon­ized, by the same peo­ple
who are oth­er­wise most ded­i­cated to re­form. There is no preach­ing to
the choir here, but ­rather a so­berly ­stated ar­gu­ment that the ide­al­ists
of the Arts and ­Crafts Move­ment—fa­mous fig­ures such as Mor­ris and
Ash­bee and oth­ers sure to be ad­mired among the Jane Ad­dams group—
have been counter­pro­duc­tive in turn­ing com­pletely away from the
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ma­chine. ­Wright’s the­sis is that the ma­chine is in truth their ­friend.


Their ­ideals have been ad­mir­able, but in throw­ing out all pos­sible ben­e­
fits from ma­chin­ery the Arts and Craft­ers have not just made their own
work more dif­fic­ ult but have ­placed them­selves in op­po­si­tion to the
great­est means of im­prove­ment at hand for the lives of or­di­nary peo­ple.
For ­twenty years ­William Mor­ris and his fol­low­ers had been con­
demn­ing the In­dus­trial ­Revolution’s deg­ra­da­tion of craft and the re­
place­ment of crafts­men by work­ers en­slaved to their ma­chines. ­Wright’s
counter­ar­gu­ment is that the evil lies not in the ma­chine it­self but in how
it is used. If it sim­ply re­places ex­pen­sive hand­crafts with ­mass-produced
items that drive down ­prices and dis­cou­rage fine ar­tistry, ma­chin­ery is
bad. But if used to make work ­easier and more plea­sur­able, to elim­i­nate
the drud­gery of a job and leave more op­por­tu­nity for the crea­tive, then
it is good. But of even more im­por­tance, es­pe­cially to ­Wright, is that
the very na­ture of ma­chin­ery ­brings out the sim­ple, nat­u­ral qual­ities of
the ma­te­rial being ­worked with, ­whether wood or steel. ­Rather than
sim­ply re­ject­ing the Arts and ­Crafts ideal, ­Wright re­minds his lis­ten­ers
that ­William Mor­ris val­ued sim­plic­ity as the basis for all art. This same
qual­ity could just as eas­ily under­lie the art of the ma­chine. From here
­Wright moves ­through all as­pects of what the ma­chine can do, align­ing
them first with ­Morris’s goal (sim­plic­ity) and his own (the or­ganic).
­Granted, this trans­for­ma­tion from the hand­crafted to the ­machine-made
is rev­o­lu­tion­ary, but such is the age at hand. The trans­for­ma­tion, how­
ever rad­i­cal, is a good one, be­cause it not only pre­serves human crea­tiv­ity
but en­hances it by al­low­ing an ­easier way to em­brace the nat­u­ral for
one’s own ben­e­fit.
­Wright con­cludes this lec­ture not with dogge­rel ­poetry, but with an
in­vi­ta­tion to his au­di­ence of se­ri­ous so­cial work­ers to look from atop a
tall of­fice build­ing ­across the city in all its glory and men­ace. There below
is a mon­ster le­vi­a­than, stretch­ing out in a com­plex image that has ­Wright
not just paint­ing with words but con­struct­ing with anal­o­gies that are
al­most too much to bear. The huge range of the city is like ­fleshy tis­sue,
tied to­gether by ­nerves and puls­ing as an or­gan­ism ­through which flow
the ­fluids of life. As the meta­phors com­pound, fly­wheels whirl like the
im­pulses of nerve gan­glia, ma­chines mur­mur like whis­pers and ­breaths,
while any num­ber of urban ac­tiv­i­ties are ­ablaze with pas­sion.
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­ hough not so iden­tified, this vi­sion ­matches what ­Wright en­coun­


T
tered as a ­nineteen-year-old ar­riv­ing at night on the train from Wis­con­
sin, see­ing a me­trop­o­lis for the very first time. It cer­tainly mo­ti­vates the
rap­tures he now, as a ­thirty-four-year-old pro­fes­sional es­tab­lished as
one of ­Chicago’s lead­ing archi­tects, feels to be ap­pro­pri­ate cur­tain music
for the sym­phony of ideas he has just con­cluded, the most pro­found of
which is that the ­machine’s es­sence is sim­ply “the prin­ci­ple of or­ganic
­growth work­ing ir­re­sis­tibly the Will of Life ­through the me­dium of
Man” (CW I: 68).
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The Prai­rie and the World

as the twen­t i­e th cen­t ury gets under­way , Frank


Lloyd ­Wright’s fam­ily motto of “Truth ­against the World” takes on a
pros­pec­tive di­men­sion. As his first ­decade of prac­tice dem­on­strated,
­Wright had no trou­ble what­soever in­no­vat­ing ­within es­tab­lished
­nineteenth-century forms, ­whether Queen Anne, Shin­gle, or Co­lo­nial
Re­vi­val—or, for that mat­ter, the per­en­nial fa­vor­ite of ­wealthy law­yers
and fi­nan­ciers, the Tudor ­half-timber. But in 1901 he re­or­ien­tates to the
fu­ture, de­vel­op­ing an archi­tec­ture that not only gives Mid­west Amer­ica
its first to­tally orig­i­nal style but wins its maker an inter­na­tional rep­u­ta­
tion. In Amer­ica, Eu­rope, and even­tu­ally Japan his work would be seen
as truly rev­o­lu­tion­ary.
Un­like “The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine,” pre­pared for lis­ten­ers at
Hull House this same year, three im­por­tant es­says pub­lished in 1901 in
The Brick­builder (later ­called The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record ) and The ­Ladies’
Home Jour­nal look for­ward ­rather than back. And what a re­mark­able
fu­ture they fore­see. ­Wright’s move from the local lec­ture plat­form to
the na­tional press may have been en­a­bled by what biog­ra­pher Rob­ert
Twom­bly (1979) calls the “ter­rific boost” (37) given to his ca­reer by fel­low
archi­tect Rob­ert C. Spen­cer, Jr., who in June of 1900 pub­lished an il­lus­
trated essay on ­Wright’s work for The Archi­tec­tu­ral Re­view. A Stein­way
Hall neigh­bor and, ac­cord­ing to H. Allen ­Brooks (1972), the per­son who
had “sup­planted Cecil Cor­win as ­Wright’s best ­friend” (28), Spen­cer
­praised ele­ments that ­Wright would soon be fore­ground­ing in his own
es­says: the quiet sim­plic­ity of fam­ily life that re­sults from the ­three-
dimensional open­ing of space, the nat­u­ral ­growth of de­sign ele­ments in
a man­ner iden­tified as “or­ganic,” and the be­lief that any or­na­men­ta­tion
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The Prairie and the World 37

be of the sur­face and not on it. With the con­fi­dence that this essay ­surely
in­spired, Frank Lloyd ­Wright could now ex­pound to a large read­er­ship
just what he in­tends for both com­mer­cial and do­mes­tic archi­tec­ture.
In “The Vil­lage Bank Se­ries” ­Wright ­presents his con­cept of what
small town banks ­should be. Louis Sul­li­van would de­sign them as jewel
boxes, but the ­younger archi­tect here pro­poses some­thing else: a com­bi­
na­tion of strong­box and tem­ple to the God of Money. It is in the no­tion
“tem­ple” that ­Wright shows how his think­ing has de­vel­oped. Al­though
not stem­ming from re­li­gion, the de­sire of bank­ers to have a sig­nif­i­cant
and there­fore mon­u­men­tal build­ing leads to un­for­tu­nate as­so­ci­a­tions
with mau­so­leums, most of which are nei­ther sig­nif­i­cant nor mon­u­men­
tal: ­rather, they sug­gest a me­mo­rial, where mem­o­ries of life and hopes
for the after­life are en­shrined. ­Wright by ­contrast gives his bank­ers a
tem­ple to the God of Money. This par­tic­u­lar bank was never built, but
a real tem­ple was: the struc­ture ­Wright would de­sign in 1904 for his
own Uni­tar­ian con­gre­ga­tion in Oak Park, Unity Tem­ple. Here the solid
cubic shape and great inter­ior open­ness serve re­li­gion even bet­ter, at the
same time mak­ing peo­ple feel as they would have hoped for a place of
fi­nan­cial ­safety, that this place is here to stay.
Use­ful space and happy oc­cu­pancy typ­ify an­other new build­ing, the
head­quar­ters done in 1903 for the Lar­kin Com­pany of Buf­falo, New
York. But as much as he ­wanted to win big com­mis­sions for major
build­ings, ­Wright would spend most of this ­decade work­ing on ­houses.
There­fore it’s ap­pro­pri­ate that his two other es­says pub­lished in 1901 be
writ­ten for The ­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal. The first ap­pears in the ­magazine’s
Feb­ru­ary issue and bears the title that would name not just a style but a
move­ment: “A Home in a Prai­rie Town.” Ac­com­pa­nied by a per­spec­
tive draw­ing, a floor plan, and a pro­po­sal for sit­ing such ­houses in a
quad­ru­ple block ar­range­ment that ro­tated each ­home’s di­rec­tion so as
to max­imize both pri­vacy and space, the essay de­scribes a struc­ture much
like that built later the same year in the Chi­cago sub­urb of High­land
Park for Ward W. Wil­lits.
The Wil­lits home is a fine ex­am­ple of the Prai­rie House, a term
ap­plied to most of ­Wright’s do­mes­tic pro­duc­tion for the next dozen
years. The house it­self is fa­mous for what would be­come fa­mil­iar Prai­rie
fea­tures, in­clud­ing a ­strong hor­i­zon­tal as­pect, main floor set atop a short
but ­clearly de­fined base, inter­pen­e­trat­ing inter­nal ­spaces that flow into
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one an­other, an axial sense de­riv­ing from a cen­trally ­placed fire­place, a


cen­tral chim­ney that an­chored the ­home’s cru­ci­form ar­range­ment of
wings, a feel­ing of the out­side world com­ing in, and a ­strong sense of
shel­ter pro­vided by the broad pro­jec­tions of a low, over­hang­ing roof. “A
Home in a Prai­rie Town” ­presents ap­peal­ing rea­sons not just for build­ing
such a house but for lo­cat­ing it on a lot 400 feet wide by 400 feet deep—
im­mensely ­larger than the 60-by-120 foot sub­ur­ban build­ing lot or the
fifty and even ­thirty-foot front­ages com­mon ­within the Chi­cago city
lim­its. ­Wright knew very well how much space was avail­able, hav­ing
seen the com­muter lines ex­tend to Oak Park and be­yond. Through­out
his ca­reer his ad­vice to cli­ents was that they seek land as far out as they
­thought they could pos­sibly move—and then go ten miles far­ther. In
1901 he urges a ­larger site not just in a lust for space it­self but for how
this extra room out­side can en­hance a ­home’s inter­nal de­sign.
In the plan for the “home in the prai­rie town,” long bands of case­
ment win­dows swing open; low ter­races along the wall ease any sense of
con­fine­ment. From out­side, the house as­so­ciates it­self with the prai­rie,
quiet and level. In­side, its floor plan in­vites an e­ qually sim­ple and easy
life­style, keep­ing the fam­ily to­gether yet al­low­ing ­plenty of space. In­side
and out­side flow to­gether and inter­nal ­spaces are of­fered with the op­tion
of a ­floor-through ar­range­ment that ex­tends liv­ing room space into the
sec­ond story (en­clos­able for an extra up­stairs bed­room). Even fin­ish de­
tails are meant to en­hance this easy, nat­u­ral mood, with inter­ior walls
plas­tered with sand fin­ish and ­trimmed mini­mally in Geor­gia pine. Life
in a Prai­rie House is meant to be a pleas­ant ex­pe­ri­ence, in­side and out.
These in­no­va­tions are pre­sented with­out the least sense of preach­
ing, be­cause the per­spec­tive, floor plan, and block sit­ing speak for them­
selves; all ­Wright needs to add are the de­tails. Those de­tails in­clude a
cost break­down, bring­ing the home in for under seven thou­sand dol­lars,
quite com­pet­it­ ive in the 1901 mar­ket. Most of what he’d done in the
1890s cost a great deal more.
Even more af­ford­able (at $5,935) is “A Small House with ‘Lots of
Room In It’ ” de­scribed in ­Wright’s essay for The ­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal
in July. Again, there was a ­real-life home on the ­architect’s books at this
time that con­formed in image and de­tails: the War­ren ­Hickox House
(1900) in Kan­ka­kee, Il­li­nois. It looks quite dif­fer­ent from the Wil­lits
House, and there­fore is not char­ac­ter­ized as fully Prai­rie in style. ­Wright
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ac­knowl­edges this in his ­essay’s first line, cred­it­ing the av­er­age ­client’s
pref­er­ence for the ga­bled roof, which the Prai­rie House, as intro­duced
in this same mag­a­zine five ­months be­fore, does not have. But to ­satisfy
the pros­pec­tive home­owner and him­self he has come up with a gable
that ­flares ­gently from its eaves, ­raised at the peaks for bet­ter per­spec­
tive, all of which makes the out­lines “crisp.” Crisp is good, but not just
for it­self; be­neath this vis­ual ef­fect is a floor plan in which the din­ing
room and liv­ing room meld eas­ily while each main­tain­ing its own func­
tion. Thus in the ­architect’s man­ner of think­ing, vis­ual at­trac­tion is
val­u­able, but only as it en­hances func­tion, sug­gest­ing that in his mind
the two are one. ­Wright is em­phatic that the liv­ing room ­stands at the
­house’s cen­ter, but not in any se­ques­tered man­ner. In­stead, ­status is won
by vir­tue of the ­room’s ac­cess to both inter­ior and ex­te­rior fea­tures,
in­clud­ing a peek at the stair land­ing as one en­ters. For ­Wright, heart is
not a ­static con­cept but ­rather the ­source of cir­cu­la­tion, and the ­Hickox
House makes move­ment open and easy. The liv­ing ­room’s broad rec­
tan­gle has its fire­place lo­cated mid­way along the long wall op­po­site the
ter­race, a ­rear-facing struc­ture that ­stretches the full ­length of this
room—its size and ac­cess­ibil­ity ef­fec­tively dou­ble the liv­ing space in
fine ­weather. But this same liv­ing room gains added spa­tial di­men­
sions at each end, where a li­brary and din­ing room ex­tend the re­spec­
tive ­lengths by pro­ject­ing out (via five sides of an oc­ta­gon) into the side
yards.
Nat­u­ral is the term ­Wright uses most often to de­scribed ef­fects
­whether ex­ter­nal or inter­nal. Its nat­u­ral feel and open cir­cu­la­tion ally
this “small house with lots of room in it” with the Prai­rie House per se
and make it an in­te­gral part of the Prai­rie Move­ment. As the ­essay’s
title prom­ises, it is an em­in ­ ently prac­ti­cal home. But the most stun­ning
vis­ual ef­fects are found in the more for­mal Prai­rie House, mak­ing it not
just a won­der­ful place in which to live but an ob­ject of great vis­ual
­beauty. In Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s book, and of ­course in the Rev­er­end
­Gannett’s, these as­pects are mu­tu­ally re­in­forc­ing. But in har­mony with
the gen­eral tone of these ­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal es­says, there is no need to
­preach. Beau­ti­ful pic­tures are worth more than any num­ber of ser­mon­
ized words, and the Wil­lits House es­pe­cially has gen­er­ated stun­ning
photo­graphs, show­ing how ­lovely ­Wright’s work can look both in­side
and out, most ef­fec­tively so when the two ­realms inter­pen­e­trate.
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Mrs. Wil­lits would ­prompt the ­architect’s next piece of writ­ing by


sug­gest­ing the ­Wrights ac­com­pany her hus­band and her­self on a trip to
Japan in 1905. Her mo­tive was to re­kin­dle ­Frank’s ro­man­tic inter­est in
his ­then-wife Cathe­rine, and to douse the same for an­other ­client’s wife,
Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney. The voy­age en­hanced ­Wright’s en­thu­siasm
for all ­things Jap­a­nese and in­spired the first of his many es­says on this
­country’s art, an art shar­ing af­fin­ities with his own archi­tec­ture and
be­liefs.
“Hir­o­shige” (1906) is ­Wright’s crit­ic­ al intro­duc­tion to a cat­a­logue
(with­out il­lus­tra­tions) of the Chi­cago Art ­Institute’s ex­hi­bi­tion of this
­artist’s work. Just four hun­dred words long, it mim­ics the aes­thet­ics
being ­praised: that of sub­trac­tion ­rather than ad­di­tion, the at­trac­tive­
ness not of con­tent it­self but how that con­tent oc­cu­pies a space with­out
crowd­ing it. A com­par­i­son of the Wil­lits House with the Robie House,
con­ceived and re­al­ized after the trip, makes this same point: that the
ul­ti­mate form of the Prai­rie House is a re­duc­tion to its ­ground-hugging
line that holds with­out os­ten­ta­tion ex­pan­sive vol­umes of inter­nal space.
Uta­gawa Hir­o­shige (1797–1858) was ­Wright’s fa­vor­ite of the Jap­a­nese
print art­ists be­cause his work con­cen­trated not on ­society’s elite but
­rather the ar­ti­san class whose in­her­ent ­poetic grace was por­trayed as
de­light­ful. This dis­tinc­tion mat­tered to ­Wright, be­cause by vir­tue of it
he could claim all of this ­artist’s re­straint, chaste­ness, and del­i­cacy of bal­
ance as es­sen­tially dem­oc­ ratic ­traits—the same qual­ities ­Wright ­sought
for his own archi­tec­ture. He also ap­pre­ciated how ­Hiroshige’s work is
rep­re­sen­ta­tional with­out being lit­er­ary. Like a Prai­rie House, ­there’s no
story to un­ravel, no se­cret mean­ing to de­code; the sub­stance of each
com­po­si­tion is im­me­di­ately per­ceived.
In 1913 ­Wright would ­travel to Japan again, pur­su­ing a com­mis­sion
for ­Tokyo’s new Im­pe­rial Hotel. More ­thoughts on Jap­a­nese art would
fol­low this visit, but a piece of writ­ing on Jap­a­nese ­prints de­rived from
the first trip mer­its at­ten­tion ­within the con­text of de­vel­op­ments in his
work and his per­sonal life.
His mar­riage with Cathe­rine did not sur­vive the ­decade. In 1909 he
left for Eu­rope in ­Mamah’s com­pany. Mak­ing a brief re­turn visit to Oak
Park in 1910, he ar­ranged for the sup­port of Cathe­rine and the chil­dren
and re­turned to Italy to live with Mamah. Cathe­rine had prom­ised to
grant his re­quest for a di­vorce if he ­waited a year, but when the time
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ar­rived she re­neged, hop­ing ­against hope that he would even­tu­ally tire
of Mamah and come back as a du­ti­ful hus­band. In 1911 the lov­ers re­
turned to Amer­ica, Mamah to fi­nal­ize the di­vorce her hus­band Edwin
sadly ­granted, Frank to sal­vage what re­mained of his archi­tec­tu­ral prac­
tice. For him­self and Mamah he’d build Ta­lie­sin, a hill­side home in his
an­ces­tral val­ley near ­Spring Green, Wis­con­sin that bore sug­ges­tions of
the ­Tuscan-style villa they had ­rented in Fie­sole. But he also con­tin­ued
to col­lect and deal in Jap­a­nese wood­block ­prints, an ac­tiv­ity that was
out­strip­ping his dis­rupted archi­tec­tu­ral prac­tice in earn­ings. From this
ex­pe­ri­ence, and with mem­o­ries of his 1905 ad­ven­tures in Japan still vivid,
he would write a short book ­called The Jap­a­nese Print: An Inter­pre­ta­tion
(1912).
Pub­lished at the same time the archi­tect was under­writ­ing books
on Eu­ro­pean fem­i­nist ­thought trans­lated by Mamah, the vol­ume lacks
il­lus­tra­tions. This lack is ­richly com­pen­sated for by ­Wright’s in­sight­
ful prose—eight thou­sand words of it. His en­thu­siasm for the Jap­a­nese
aes­thetic had grown since his brief state­ment on Hir­o­shige. In­spi­ra­tion
came from the fa­mil­iar be­lief that ­beauty it­self is the fin­est mo­ral­ity, an
ideal pop­ul­ar since Ru­skin but ­parsed by ­Wright for archi­tec­ture. ­Beauty
comes from struc­ture, struc­ture comes from or­ganic form, and in­form­ing
it all is the vital whole of life it­self. All this is said in the six hun­dred
words that pre­cede ­Wright’s inter­pre­ta­tion of the wood­block ­prints:
that for all its grace, Jap­a­nese art is above all struc­tu­ral. At the heart of
struc­ture is de­sign, and at the heart of de­sign lies geom­e­try. “Geom­et­ ry
is the gram­mar, so to speak, of the form,” ­Wright con­cludes, par­allel­ing
(al­beit co­in­ci­den­tally) the ­method of ­Saussure’s ­Course in Gen­eral Lin­
guis­tics (1907–1911) that would in­spire, more than half a cen­tury later, the
think­ing of a dif­fer­ent era en­tirely. ­Wright’s ap­pre­ci­a­tion of ­geometry’s
“spell power” (CW I: 117), such as the ­circle’s sug­ges­tion of in­fin­ity, the
­triangle’s sense of struc­tu­ral unity, the ­spire’s as­pi­ra­tion, the ­spiral’s or­
ganic prog­ress, and the in­teg­rity of the ­square are not in them­selves
­forward-looking, but nei­ther are they Rus­ki­nesque. They are in­stead
as­pects of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s man­ner of ­thought, here tak­ing shape
in Jap­a­nese art.
­Wright be­lieves that, more than other art­ists, the Jap­a­nese under­
stand this sense of syn­tax and dem­on­strate a mas­tery of the gram­mar,
grasp­ing form by prob­ing its under­ly­ing geom­e­try. Hav­ing found the
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core of re­al­ity, the print­maker can ex­press an inner har­mony that de­ter­
mines out­ward form and char­ac­ter. The col­ored wood­block ­prints that
the archi­tect ­praises show this qual­ity, which is noth­ing less than a Pla­
tonic ideal. This dis­tinc­tion ­between psycho­log­i­cal and meta­phys­i­cal
may re­mind read­ers how Frank Lloyd ­Wright comes a gen­er­a­tion after
Ralph Waldo Emer­son and is in fact shar­ing the times of ­William James;
here is the ideal­ism not of Na­ture (1836) but of Va­rie­ties of Re­li­gious Ex­
pe­ri­ence (1902). In this dis­course, the prac­tice of art is not pri­mar­ily a
spir­i­tual af­fair but is ­rather a phys­i­cal in­volve­ment with ob­jects that are
­played as com­fort­ably as a pi­an ­ ist might play a key­board. Gram­mar and
syn­tax, notes and mel­o­dies, har­mo­nies and ­rhythms: these are ­Wright’s
keys to in­struc­tional ­truths, and their very pal­pa­bil­ity ­speaks for the
phys­i­cal and psycho­log­i­cal di­men­sions of his ­thought, a qual­ity his
­friend Rob­ert Spen­cer saw de­rived from ­Wright’s child­hood ex­er­cises
with the spa­tially di­men­sional Froe­bel ­blocks.
Ap­pre­ciat­ing how the core of Jap­a­nese art lies in elim­in­ at­ing the in­
sig­nif­i­cant so that the sim­plest re­al­ity re­mains, ­Wright be­gins mov­ing
his ar­gu­ment in an at least im­pli­citly archi­tec­tu­ral di­rec­tion. For her
Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Art of Japan (2001) Julia Meech has ­sifted
­through ­Wright’s com­ments in later years to the Ta­lie­sin ap­pren­tices
and the ­apprentices’ re­ac­tions. Be­gin­ning in the early 1930s “print par­ties”
were a fre­quent ex­er­cise for the Fel­low­ship, one of the few teach­ing
de­vices this un­teach­erly mas­ter used. At one of these par­ties in 1950 he
­pulled out some Hir­os­ hige ­prints and ­praised their “tre­men­dous, lim­it­
less space, in­stead of some­thing con­fined ­within a pic­ture.” Meech notes
the print­maker ­achieved this ­through “abrupt crop­ping and di­ag­o­nal
asym­me­try,” and how years later Cur­tis ­Besinger, now a prac­tic­ing archi­
tect in the or­ganic man­ner, would in­tuit that just as the sub­jects of these
­prints ­seemed to ex­tend be­yond the un­framed mar­gins, a house could
be de­signed to feel ­larger by reach­ing out into the space ­around it (Meech,
230). An abun­dance of space, of ­course, is avail­able only be­cause the ex­
tra­ne­ous has been elim­i­nated—by the print­maker and by the archi­tect.
In each case it is ac­com­plished by an act of con­ven­tion­al­iza­tion, ­Wright’s
term for an ab­strac­tion that ­strives for a ho­lis­tic sym­pa­thy with na­ture.
Once again, ­there’s gram­mar at work, for dra­ma­tiz­ing some­thing con­
ven­tion­alizes it, which is in turn to sim­plify along geo­met­ri­cal pat­terns.
This math­em ­ at­i­cal basis makes those pat­terns sym­bolic, woven as the
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woof ­builds on the warp. Elim­in ­ ate the in­sig­nif­i­cant and you ­thereby
em­pha­size the real—in a print, in a house.
The rich­ness and depth of ­Wright’s anal­y­sis shows how far he has
come since his “Hir­o­shige” piece ap­peared in 1906. But the con­clu­sion
to his ar­gu­ment in 1912 in­di­cates how his life it­self has fared in the inter­
ven­ing years. What dis­tin­guishes these years from the pe­riod be­fore
1906 is his in­volve­ment with Mamah, and spe­cif­i­cally how that in­itial
in­volve­ment with a ­client’s wife ­turned, after the 1905 visit to Japan, into
an abid­ing ro­mance and in­tel­lec­tual ex­pe­ri­ence that would shape his
per­sonal val­ues and or­i­ent his ca­reer. In 1915, he’d write about it in a
brief piece ti­tled “On Mar­riage,” but some of that ­essay’s think­ing is
­present in the clos­ing pages of The Jap­a­nese Print: An Inter­pre­ta­tion.
Many of the clas­sic fig­ura­tive Jap­a­nese wood­block ­prints draw their
sub­jects from the Yoshi­wara, the li­censed en­ter­tain­ment quar­ter of Edo.
These works cel­e­brate the ­geisha’s sex­u­al­ity, ­Wright ­states, in a man­ner
in­no­cent be­yond west­ern com­pre­hen­sion. Al­though in Japan as in Amer­
ica the fam­ily was the prin­ci­pal unit of civ­il­iza­tion, the Jap­a­nese peo­ple
of this era (1603–1868, the Tok­u­gawa pe­riod) did not make sex the es­
sence of mar­riage; more­over, the Yoshi­wara ­served lit­er­ary and ar­tis­tic
needs as well, for the ris­ing com­mer­cial class of Edo. Here the gei­sha
was hon­ored as a liv­ing work of art and a ­poetic re­fine­ment of life, a
crown­ing ex­am­ple of what ­Wright con­sid­ered an ex­qui­site civ­il­iza­tion.
It was ­Wright’s and ­Willits’ do­ings in just such a pleas­ure quar­ter
that con­vinced Mrs. Wil­lits that ­Frank’s mar­riage with Cathe­rine was
be­yond sav­ing, and that Ward had best be taken home. In fact, ­Wright’s
ap­pre­ci­a­tion of this dis­trict ­echoes the fem­i­nist be­liefs of the Swed­ish
re­former Ellen Key, whose books the newly di­vorced Mamah Borth­wick
had been trans­lat­ing and for which ­Wright had ar­ranged ­American
pub­li­ca­tion. Key’s work ad­vances the same idea that Mamah had been
es­pous­ing, with ­Wright in firm agree­ment: that love was not the chat­tel
prop­erty of mar­riage, but was ­rather a per­sonal emo­tion ­worthy of ex­ist­
ing and being ­shared on its own terms. When chal­lenged by the Chi­cago
news­papers to ex­plain his ap­par­ently sin­ful co­hab­i­ta­tion with Ms.
Borth­wick at Ta­lie­sin while Cathe­rine ­Wright of Oak Park was still his
legal wife, Frank re­sponded with a Christ­mas Day 1911 press con­fer­ence
at Ta­lie­sin and made the same ­points as his 1915 essay: that the form of
mar­riage means less than the life of a mar­riage, and that mar­riage
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with­out love was an empty form. Con­versely, love it­self ­brought life to
any re­la­tion­ship, le­gally sanc­tioned or not.
­Wright’s com­ments to the press were pub­lished the next day in the
Chi­cago Trib­une. “On Mar­riage” ap­pears only in ­Wright’s Col­lected
Writ­ings (I: 138), but sen­ti­ments from it are used to make his final point
about Jap­a­nese art: one must love a thing be­fore it can be truly known,
and such deep sym­pa­thy has a spir­i­tual di­men­sion that puts the life into
art. This is an em­i­nently prac­ti­cal dem­on­stra­tion of how some­thing
spir­i­tual can be made ma­te­rial, with the ab­stract ideal being a means
and not an end. ­Wright ad­mires it in the Jap­an ­ ese print and prac­tices it
in his archi­tec­ture. And while there is a spir­i­tual ele­ment to such work,
it is nei­ther the fore­most nor the con­clu­sive ele­ment. ­Rather, it is a stage
in the ­larger human pro­cess that is em­phat­ic­ ally phys­i­cal, psycho­log­ic­ al,
and emo­tional.
Archi­tec­tu­ral writ­ings in the years fol­low­ing ­Wright’s first visit to
Japan re­flect on the ­decade’s ac­com­plish­ments. Like many ­things Jap­a­
nese and all ­things Frank Lloyd ­Wright, “A Fire­proof House for $5,000”
makes good on its title by sim­plifi­ca­tion, sub­trac­tion, and an open sense
of space. Ap­pear­ing in the April 1907 ­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal, it takes
prin­ci­ples es­poused in his first two ar­ti­cles (1901) for this mag­a­zine and
ap­plies them to a much ­smaller and more eco­nom­i­cal dwell­ing. He
be­gins by cit­ing the re­cent steep rise in build­ing costs, tac­itly ad­mit­ting
that his Home in a Prai­rie Town and Small House with Lots of Room
In It might be fi­nan­cially out of range for av­er­age cli­ents. Costs are high,
but new build­ing tech­niques make ma­te­ri­als such as con­crete and steel
af­ford­able—and ­Wright has just the way to use them. By a pro­cess of
elim­i­na­tion he re­duces the main floor to just three rooms: liv­ing, din­ing,
and ­kitchen (with pan­try and cab­i­nets built in). Or­na­men­ta­tion is lim­
ited to ­flower boxes and con­crete urns with trail­ing ­plants; in win­ter
the ­building’s sense of pro­por­tion is its own dec­o­ra­tion. Al­though the
­kitchen and an up­stairs rear bed­room (brightly lit for use as a sew­ing
room) pro­trude a few feet, the ­home’s four sides are equal, so that the
same forms for pour­ing and set­ting con­crete can be ­reused all ­around.
Archi­tects such as Rob­ert Spen­cer and Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin had
been open­ing up space in their own de­signs dur­ing this ­decade, but it
is ­Wright’s man­ner of ad­di­tion by sub­trac­tion that dis­tin­guishes his
con­tri­bu­tion. See­ing his be­liefs con­firmed in the art of Hir­o­shige, he
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makes bold moves with the con­stit­u­ent ele­ments in home con­struc­tion,


shift­ing the fire­place to main floor cen­ter so it could bear the ­weight of
floor and roof. With the need for bear­ing walls re­moved, it be­comes
ap­par­ent that the main ­floor’s open­ness is not an L but an ab­bre­vi­ated
U, as the din­ing room con­tin­ues un­ob­structed until a ­built-in hutch and
door mark off the ­kitchen. The unity of flow is under­scored both out­
side and in­side: by the wood bands that wrap the ex­te­rior and by its
­echoed motif in­side as a shelf that runs be­neath the liv­ing room ceil­ing
and con­tin­ues into the din­ing room, an ef­fect seen most dra­mat­i­cally in
the ­George Stock­man House (1908) in Mason City, Iowa.
The Stock­man res­i­dence and an­other for Ste­phen M. N. Hunt
(1907) in La­Grange, Il­li­nois, are the main ex­am­ples of ­Wright’s de­sign,
which turns out not to be fire­proof be­cause ­stucco ­rather than con­crete
would be a more prac­ti­cal build­ing ma­te­rial for struc­tures this small.
Unity Tem­ple in Oak Park, how­ever, was the size and shape for build­ing
with con­crete. In its ­cube-shaped sanc­tu­ary ­Wright’s vi­sion ful­fills it­self
per­fectly; the “fire­proof ­houses” are meant to sug­gest a cube, but are in
fact a bit wider than they are tall.
Unity Tem­ple also fig­ures in ­Wright’s major essay, “In the Cause of
Archi­tec­ture,” ap­pear­ing in the March 1908 issue of The Archi­tec­tu­ral
­Record, ac­com­pa­nied by ­eighty-seven photo­graphs and draw­ings of
­Wright’s work, al­ready built or pro­jected. Here was the ­chance for the
archi­tect to re­view his two ­decades of prac­tice. Fame and the great­est
num­ber of com­mis­sions had come in the past seven years, but to claim
­credit for his fore­sight ­Wright be­gins with a tip of the hat to his own
Evans­ton lec­ture of 1894, in which he set down prop­o­si­tions that now,
in the light of ex­pe­ri­ence, may be ­judged con­cisely.
­Quickly ­Wright marks them off: sim­plic­ity and re­pose ­achieved by
re­duc­ing the num­ber of rooms while mak­ing open­ings ­between them in­
te­gral fea­tures of struc­ture and form, com­ple­mented by lack of in­or­ganic
dec­o­ra­tion and use of ­built-ins for fur­ni­ture and ap­pli­ances; no sin­gle
type of home, but ­rather as many kinds as there are dif­fer­ent cli­ents;
build­ing nat­u­rally from the site; nat­u­ral col­ors; ma­te­ri­als used true to their
own na­ture; and the be­lief that a house with char­ac­ter will ul­ti­mately
out­value any cur­rently pre­vail­ing mode.
This new suc­cinct­ness of pur­pose ben­e­fits by drop­ping the preach­erly
tone of the 1894 ad­dress. As be­fits mod­ern times, moral rea­sons for
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build­ing this way need no ­longer be cited. But two other im­per­a­tives are
de­vel­oped at ­length. One is that a build­ing ­should grow com­fort­ably
from its site to har­mon­ize with its sur­round­ings—with nat­u­ral fea­tures
if they are ­present but, if they are not, in as peace­ful and or­ganic a man­ner
as if Na­ture her­self were doing the con­struc­tion. This pro­viso is a key
one, an­swer­ing in ad­vance how a ­so-called Prai­rie House could be built
where there was no prai­rie in ev­i­dence. It’s the mood of the prai­rie
­Wright seeks, not any dec­o­ra­tive ef­fect. Its quiet level is the ­architect’s
goal, ­achieved with the now fa­mil­iar gen­tle ­slopes of the roof, shel­ter­ing
eaves, ter­races that lead in­ward and rooms that reach out to pri­vate
gar­dens. Here is the Prai­rie House that may have been in the back of
­Wright’s mind in 1894 but would not be built until 1901. An­other as­pect
ex­panded upon from its men­tion in the title of ­Wright’s 1894 ­speech is
how the ma­chine is the nor­mal, prac­ti­cal tool of ­present civ­il­iza­tion that
chal­lenges the user to ­choose it for work that can be done with in­teg­rity.
In ad­di­tion to re­fin­ing his aes­thetic and let­ting it stand on the basis
of ­beauty ­rather than mo­ral­ity, ­Wright can by 1908 iden­tify who will
seek this style of hous­ing. Fif­teen years into in­de­pen­dent prac­tice and
with the Prai­rie House es­tab­lished as his ­unique con­tri­bu­tion to the archi­
tec­tu­ral mi­lieu, ­Wright looks to his ­client base and finds not Rev­er­end
­Gannett’s lov­ing fam­ily nor those of the Arts and ­Crafts com­mune but
­American busi­ness­men with un­spoiled in­stincts and un­tainted ­ideals.
The archi­tect knows this type well, hav­ing so­cial­ized with them in Chi­
cago sub­urbs such as Oak Park, River For­est, and River­side. Men like
this form their own per­sonal and pro­fes­sional judg­ments and com­mon
sense ap­peals to them. Cul­ture in terms of pret­tified his­tor­ic­ al ­styles is
of no inter­est. Like ­Wright him­self, they are inter­ested in such new
de­vices as mo­tor­cars, and some will have dab­bled in in­vent­ing ver­sions
for man­u­fac­ture. Oth­ers will have man­u­fac­tured and mar­keted new
forms of or­na­men­tal metal, win­dow glass, soap pow­der, and the like.
One of them, the re­mark­able Dar­win D. Mar­tin, re­or­ga­nized a ­rather
­homely ­mail-order firm, the Lar­kin com­pany, along lines that would
be­come char­ac­ter­is­tic of ­twentieth-century ef­fi­ciency, pro­duc­tiv­ity, and
mar­ket­ing. Their fa­vor­ite pol­it­ i­cian was Teddy Roose­velt, him­self an
image of the era’s ­ideals when it came to in­tel­li­gent, ­forward-looking
ac­tion. They were a co­her­ent group, and ­Wright was ready to give them
what he be­lieved they ­needed for their home life and work.
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Le­o­nard K. Eas­ton ­contrasts ­Wright’s re­mark­able cli­ents with the


more con­ven­tional buy­ers of the day in Two Chi­cago Archi­tects and Their
Cli­ents: Frank Lloyd ­Wright and Ho­ward Van Doren Shaw (1969). While
­Shaw’s homes were not quite the pe­riod mon­stros­ities ­Wright de­scribes,
they ­bespeak tra­di­tion in both func­tion and form—in other words,
with lit­tle or no cor­re­la­tion ­between the two. ­Wright’s de­signs ex­press a
nat­u­ral har­mony ­between ­ground plan and el­ev­ a­tion and an in­te­gra­tion
of the whole that makes any of his ­houses a prac­ti­cal pleas­ure and an
aes­thetic joy to live in. ­Wright’s busi­ness­men are Pro­gres­sives—in pol­i­
tics, so­cial ­thought, and in the mod­ern ways they have de­vel­oped their
en­ter­prises and in­dus­tries. Their wives fit this type as well: ed­u­cated not
in fin­ish­ing ­schools but at uni­ver­sities, con­scien­tious about so­cial re­form,
and in many cases mil­i­tant about ­women’s ­rights, start­ing with the right
to vote, a major issue of the time. At least one would dis­tin­guish her­self
as a fem­i­nist. In some cases it was the wives who chose the archi­tect: the
­Coonley House (1907) com­mis­sion owes as much or more to ­Queene as
to Avery, for it was she who ­wanted ­Wright’s in­teg­rity of de­sign. In
sim­i­lar man­ner, the Che­ney House (1903) ­stands as much for ­Mamah’s
think­ing as it does for ­Edwin’s—with ­tragic con­se­quences for both the
Che­ney and ­Wright fam­i­lies. The busi­ness­men stand out not for their
­riches or so­cial con­nec­tions, but for in­no­va­tions at work and in their
per­sonal lives: Frede­rick C. Robie, for ex­am­ple, a man with no con­
sum­ing inter­est in the arts, was told re­peat­edly “you want one of those
­damned ­Wright ­houses,” and who in Frank Lloyd ­Wright found a man
much of his own type, some­one he could talk with and be both under­
stood and in­spired by.
Fu­ture ­decades would pro­duce more cli­ents who kept up with or
were ahead of their times, in­clud­ing Edgar J. Kauf­mann for Fall­ing­wa­ter
(1935) and Her­bert F. John­son for the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion
Build­ing (1936), Wing­spread (1937), and the S. C. John­son Re­search
Tower (1944). Even in ­Wright’s next phase, pro­vid­ing Uso­nian de­signs
for those with fewer re­sources, his cli­ents would be note­worthy for their
pro­gres­sive work in such ­fields as jour­nal­ism (Her­bert and Kathe­rine
Ja­cobs First House, 1936) and ed­u­ca­tion ( Jean S. and Paul R. Hanna
House, Hon­ey­comb, 1937). That ­Wright could gauge a ­client’s suit­abil­
ity is shown by his ul­ti­mate suc­cess with a ­unique tap­root de­sign for a
­seventeen-story sky­scraper. In 1929 the ­client was the Rev­er­end ­William
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Nor­man Guth­rie, so­cially pro­gres­sive rec­tor of St. ­Mark’s in lower


Man­hat­tan who was seek­ing ef­fic­ ient hous­ing for his pa­rish­ion­ers as
well as de­vo­tional space. The stock mar­ket crash put a halt to the pro­ject,
but ­twenty-three years later ­Wright would res­ur­rect the de­sign in rad­i­
cally dif­fer­ent times for a start­lingly dif­fer­ent pur­pose in a dis­tant and
dis­tinct part of the coun­try: in Bar­tles­ville, Okla­homa, as an of­fice tower
(1952) for oil pipe­line ­builder Har­old C. Price, Sr., whose open­ness to
in­no­va­tion ­matched ­Guthrie’s. Today the Price Tower ­thrives as an arts
cen­ter and bou­tique hotel, but ­through all of its uses the de­sign ­speaks
for ­Wright’s can­ni­ness in find­ing cli­ents who could share his vi­sion.
And so in 1908 ­Wright ­stands con­fi­dent in mas­tery of his de­sign and
fa­mil­iar­ity with the type of ­client he can ex­pect to work with. The world
he ­builds in is cer­tainly no ­longer Vic­to­rian, but nei­ther does it par­take
of the emerg­ing mod­ern—and is noth­ing like the Inter­na­tional Style of
mod­ern­ism that would ­emerge in the late 1920s and be a pow­er­ful archi­
tec­tu­ral mode for ­decades to come. In fact, the ­architect’s think­ing looks
to an era well be­yond the mod­ern, to a time when theo­rists were find­ing
the same flaws in a l­apsed mod­ern­ism that Frank Lloyd ­Wright ­voiced
about it when it was still a nas­cent style. One can­not call ­Wright’s archi­
tec­ture post­mod­ern, for in this field the term re­fers to a spe­cif­i­cally ­self-
conscious use of his­tor­i­cal fea­tures with quot­abil­ity in mind; his build­ings
look noth­ing like the post­mod­ern archi­tec­ture built in the 1970s and
1980s. But when one con­sid­ers post­mod­ern­ism in the ­broader sense of a
man­ner of think­ing that in­forms phi­lo­so­phy and (most dra­mat­i­cally)
lit­er­a­ture, then some of ­Wright’s com­ments from 1908 skip over the
mod­ern era en­tirely in order to em­brace the or­ganic ­school of de­sign that
has re­emerged in the early ­twenty-first cen­tury. His work is more cel­e­
brated now than in the ­decades im­me­di­ately fol­low­ing his death, when
what was ­called “post­mod­ern archi­tec­ture” ­lagged well be­hind the in­
no­va­tions of post­mod­ern ­thought.
When “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” calls for “a sig­nif­i­cant gram­
mat­i­cal ex­pres­sion” that makes “the whole, as ­nearly as I could, con­sis­t­
ent,” both the or­ganic and the in­tel­lec­tu­ally post­mod­ern come to mind.
Gram­mar and syn­tax are lin­guis­tic terms, and were used that way by
Saus­sure in 1907, but in much later times these words and the prin­ci­ples
be­hind them start being used as a way of dis­cuss­ing ideas, ­whether of rea­
son or the imag­i­na­tion, in what would be ­called lit­er­ary post­mod­ern­ism.
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An in­teg­rity of gram­mar pro­duces an in­te­gral whole, ­Wright be­lieves,


and con­tin­ues with an­other an­tic­i­pa­tion of post­mod­ern ­thought by con­
sid­er­ing how the newly dem­o­cratic na­ture of his age not only broad­ens
ed­u­ca­tion and ­raises in­tel­li­gence but al­lows for the ex­is­tence of not just
one dom­i­nant style but any num­ber of in­di­vid­ual ­styles. The more in­di­
vid­ual the bet­ter, for if the mo­tive is gen­u­inely or­ganic the re­sult, how­
ever var­i­ous, will have the ­beauty and in­teg­rity of good de­sign. At that
point no­bil­ity in archi­tec­ture be­comes pos­sible, but only be­cause ­Amer-
icans will have de­manded it from new prac­ti­tion­ers as they come on the
scene.
What can in­hibit de­mand? Satis­fac­tion with in­or­ganic archi­tec­ture,
of ­course. Here is where the most com­mon prac­tice of late ­twentieth-
century ­thought clar­ifies what ­Wright is not only ar­guing for but rea­
son­ing ­against over sixty years be­fore. The cen­tral an­a­lyt­i­cal prac­tice he
an­tic­i­pates is ­called De­con­struc­tion, intro­duced by the ­French phi­los­o­
pher ­Jacques Der­rida and since the late 1960s used ­widely by ­American
ac­a­dem­ics both in phi­lo­so­phy and lit­er­a­ture. De­con­struc­tion, like the
semi­otic be­lief in the value of work­ing with cul­ture on the level of signs,
is ob­vi­ous, call­ing as it does for the inter­ro­ga­tion of what under­lies any
as­sump­tion. Ad­mit­ting that a be­lief is noth­ing but an as­sump­tion is a
rev­o­lu­tion­ary idea, grow­ing ­slowly from the no­tion first ad­vanced in
anthro­pol­ogy that one ­culture’s re­al­ity is sim­ply a de­scrip­tion or an ac­
count, and that any val­u­a­tion can be made not in uni­ver­sal terms but only
in judg­ing the per­sua­sive­ness of that ac­count. De­con­struc­tion ap­plies
this ­method to be­liefs that have stood as ab­so­lute, often find­ing that
be­hind these ab­so­lutes are the most con­ven­tional of as­sump­tions. It is
just these as­sump­tions that ­Wright un­cov­ers in his study of how an in­
or­ganic archi­tec­ture has been re­sisted for what he calls lit­er­ary rea­sons.
His build­ings have a sound prep­ar­a­tion at ­ground level, ­Wright in­
di­cates, “and it is the first gram­mat­i­cal ex­pres­sion of all the types” (CW
I: 93) in his canon that he now sur­veys. The in­te­gral work­ings of gram­
mar and syn­tax hold them to­gether and iden­tify them as a ­self-apparent
­system, his way of doing ­things as op­posed to oth­ers. Sup­ports for these
build­ings, for ex­am­ple, are ­placed in­side the wall ­rather than out­side so
that the outer base can ap­pear for what it ­really is, an es­sen­tially hor­i­
zon­tal ele­ment. Fen­es­tra­tion is han­dled dif­fer­ently too, with win­dows
­grouped rhyth­mi­cally in hor­iz­ on­tal bands. Case­ments re­place ­sashes
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and more than com­pen­sate for any re­duc­tion in ven­ti­la­tion, il­lu­mi­na­


tion, and view. In­deed, there is as much of those fea­tures as any ­client
could wish with­out mak­ing empty sty­lis­tic ges­tures. Floor plans are axial
and order the space ac­cord­ing to spe­cific units for each struc­ture. Never
is a ­pretty pic­ture the goal, but ­rather a ­scheme mak­ing sense in all three
di­men­sions. ­Wright has great faith that if the build­ing is put to­gether
with all the pro­por­tions being de­rived or­gan­i­cally the pic­tu­resque will
take care of it­self in an ap­peal­ing man­ner. In truth, there is no ­choice, no
way ex­tra­ne­ous con­cerns can ­rightly inter­fere, be­cause the ­design’s gen­
er­at­ing prin­ci­ples have de­ter­mined how ­things will come out. A per­spec­
tive draw­ing will agree that the or­ganic de­sign is cor­rect, but there is no
proof re­sid­ing in the draw­ing it­self.
Tak­ing ad­van­tage of the ­magazine’s ­eighty-seven il­lus­tra­tions of
his build­ings, ­Wright shows how his de­sign is a mat­ter of gram­mar and
syn­tax by re­duc­ing their group­ings to three. There are those with ­low-
pitched hip roofs (such as those for Win­slow, Wil­lits, and ­Coonley),
oth­ers with low roofs and sim­ple ped­i­ments sit­ting on long ­ridges
(such as ­Hickox House and Dana House), and a third group ­topped
with a sim­ple slab (for which Unity Tem­ple and the fire­proof de­sign for
The ­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal serve as the best ex­am­ples). ­Wright ­presents
this same ­three-part group­ing two years later in his Intro­duc­tion to the
Was­muth port­fo­lio, an even more im­pos­ing pres­en­ta­tion of his work,
and its dis­tinc­tions en­com­pass key ele­ments of his work to that date.
But even for the great art mu­seum that ­opened in 1959 on upper Fifth
Av­e­nue, the or­ganic prin­ci­ples es­poused in this 1908 essay hold true; it
is just the shape that dif­fers, and that be­cause of the ­building’s pur­pose:
it is a com­fort­able way to walk ­through an art ex­hi­bi­tion. The Gug­gen­
heim, after all, spi­rals down for the ease of its ­museum-goers, while at
the same time it ­reaches up to com­plete its form. Form and func­tion are
one, here in com­ple­men­tary di­men­sions, just as the three ­styles of roofs
dif­fer­en­tiate the three ­groups of ­smaller build­ings. Each group grows
from its base in an in­te­gral man­ner, be­cause the par­tic­u­lar type of roof
tops off its or­ganic ­growth.
Hav­ing iden­tified his cli­ents and de­scribed his man­ner of build­ing
for them in an or­ganic man­ner, ­Wright ­pauses to con­sider how cus­tomer
and archi­tect can best work to­gether. Be­cause the na­ture of each al­ready
has been clar­ified, there ­should be no trou­ble. After all, an in­di­vid­ual
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shows his or her true char­ac­ter in the ­choice of an archi­tect, and ­trusts
that in the re­la­tion­ship with the archi­tect this char­ac­ter will be re­vealed.
­That’s how close the bond ­between the two is. Put to work, the lat­ter
will ideal­ize the ­former’s per­son­al­ity and taste, pro­vid­ing a house felt to
be ­uniquely suit­able. Yet that house, so in­ti­mately rep­re­sen­ta­tive of its
owner, still ­speaks for the char­ac­ter of its crea­tor, just as any por­trait by
a great mas­ter will be as for­ever rec­og­niz­able for its ­painter as for its
sub­ject. ­Wright has ­argued be­fore that cli­ents ­should trust him, but here
he goes so far as to say that in serv­ing that trust he is de­sign­ing for the
ages.
Fa­mil­iar ­thoughts round out the piece. Any dec­or­ a­tions ­should be of
the sur­face, never on it. Lim­i­ta­tions are any ­artist’s best f­ riend. Cop­ing
with the ma­chine opens new av­e­nues of de­moc­racy. Sim­plic­ity is not an
end, but a means. A good sense of that end, an in­te­gral fash­ion­ing of
the whole, is sug­gested by the qual­ities of Jap­a­nese wood­block ­prints.
How will these ele­ments shape ­Wright’s work in the fu­ture? He pre­
dicts a sim­plic­ity of ex­pres­sion that says more with fewer lines, ac­com­
plishes more with less work, is more plas­tic and ­fluent and there­fore more
co­her­ent, which is to say or­ganic. As Frank Lloyd ­Wright lists these
qual­ities, it is easy to fore­see the tex­tile block ­houses in Cal­i­for­nia, the
­labor-saving Uso­nians, the soar­ing plas­tic­ity of the great work­room at
the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing, the re­mark­able ­fluency of
Fall­ing­wa­ter, and even the more or­ganic shape of the Gug­gen­heim. “In
the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” is a state­ment from an archi­tect hav­ing great
cur­rent suc­cess with the Prai­rie House, but the essay ex­presses what
would be a life­time of de­vel­op­ments.
1909, the year that sep­ar­ates this essay from ­Wright’s Intro­duc­tion
to the Was­muth port­fo­lio, would be the first of sev­eral trau­mat­i­cally
dis­rup­tive years in his life. Far more dra­matic and ­tragic in­ci­dents would
fol­low, but in terms of all he had ­achieved the ­events of 1909 qual­ify as
life- and ­career-changing. His fam­ily was a large and ap­par­ently happy
one, the chil­dren ­bright and ­lively and wife Cathe­rine un­com­monly
de­voted—to him, but even more so to the chil­dren, which was one ­source
of ­Wright’s prob­lems. His archi­tec­tu­ral prac­tice was flour­ish­ing, and in
the 1908 essay he ­proudly lists his busy group of young as­so­ciates—two
more areas of con­cern, both the heavy work­load on ­Wright and the
grow­ing dif­fi­cul­ties in keep­ing such a ­stable of tal­ent under con­trol and
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un­threat­en­ing to his ego. Not men­tioned in the essay, of ­course, is his


af­fair with Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney. But in the stat­ure he now ac­cords
him­self, not just as an archi­tect but as an art­ist, an art­ist of great gen­ius
to whom cli­ents have been drawn as if by magic and to whom they
­should con­cede their every de­sire, it is hard not to see the type of per­son
who would aban­don wife, chil­dren, and work for a great love, no mat­ter
how scan­dal­ous and de­struc­tive that aban­don­ment might be.
Per­son­ally, the ­events of 1909 com­prised a ­flight to Eu­rope with
Mamah. Pro­fes­sion­ally, they in­volved put­ting what re­mained of his
prac­tice in the care of Her­mann von Holst (after the more ap­pro­pri­ate
Mar­ion Ma­hony and sev­eral oth­ers de­clined it), meet­ing in Ger­many
with the pub­lisher of his archi­tec­tu­ral port­fo­lio, and set­tling in Italy
where he, his son Lloyd, and his drafts­man Tay­lor Woo­lley pre­pared
draw­ings, with Mamah ­present as a house­mate. Many ­friends and cli­ents
ter­mi­nated their re­la­tion­ships with ­Wright; a few key peo­ple ­stayed
with him, ­through this and much worse to come. On his and ­Mamah’s
re­turn to the ­United ­States in 1911, he’d build Ta­lie­sin, a com­plex of
struc­tures that would ex­er­cise his tal­ents for or­ganic archi­tec­ture in a
man­ner so dra­matic that only Fall­ing­wa­ter, de­signed a quar­ter cen­tury
later, could even begin to ap­proach its amaz­ing achieve­ments with
do­mes­tic space.
Yet ­through all of this his think­ing as ex­pressed in the 1908 essay for
The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record re­mains con­sis­tent, as ev­i­denced by his Intro­
duc­tion to the Was­muth pro­ject, ­Ausgeführte Bau­ten und ­Entwürfe von
Frank Lloyd ­Wright (1910). The port­fo­lio fea­tures ­seventy-two draw­ings
of ­Wright’s work, both built and as pro­jected (as the title says). In 1911
the same pub­lisher would issue a col­lec­tion of photo­graphs de­pict­ing
­Wright’s struc­tures as they ap­peared at the time, but it is the 1910 vol­ume,
known as the Was­muth port­fo­lio, that ­crowns ­Wright’s achieve­ment and
pub­li­cizes it to an eager Eu­ro­pean au­di­ence. Among its read­ers would
be the lead­ing young archi­tects of Hol­land, Ger­many, ­France, and Aus­
tria. In the port­fo­lio they see not in­ad­e­quate photo­graphs but ren­der­ings
drawn ap­peal­ingly in the man­ner of Jap­an ­ ese ­prints. Some had been
done by Mar­ion Ma­hony, ­traced over in ink by ­Wright and his help­ers
in Fie­sole so that ­printer’s ­plates could be made. And intro­duc­ing it all
was a ­nine-thousand-word trea­tise by Frank Lloyd ­Wright show­ing that
de­spite all the ­changes in his per­sonal and pro­fes­sional life he was still
in ab­so­lute con­trol of his canon.
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The basis of that con­trol is ac­tu­ally broad­ened in his in­itial com­ments,


which flat­ter his Eu­ro­pean read­er­ship. As al­ways, he en­cour­ages archi­
tec­ture that har­monizes with the hap­pi­ness of life, but now he adds a
new lo­cale to those cel­e­brated in The House Beau­ti­ful and old Jap­a­nese
­prints. Italy has been his proof pos­i­tive for the joy of liv­ing, he re­ports,
hav­ing re­posed so pleas­antly near Flor­ence this past year. All the ­things
art can make, from paint­ings and struc­tures to build­ings them­selves,
“sing them­selves into being,” like wild­flow­ers. His ro­mance with
Mamah ­surely con­trib­utes to this en­chant­ment, but it is an or­ganic (and
not ro­man­tic) prin­ci­ple he ­senses at work, with the ­growth of their love
being “the very music of life” (CW I: 103). The prin­ci­ple, after all, is a
uni­ver­sal one, com­mon to prim­i­tive struc­tures and ­achieved in civ­il­ized
build­ing when the nat­u­ral im­pulse to build is not cor­rupted by what
­Wright would dis­par­ag­ingly call “the lit­er­ary.” What he has seen in and
­around Fie­sole, where he and Mamah have been so happy, con­firms his
hope for the or­ganic. Ital­ian build­ings rest eas­ily, he at­tests; every­thing
is con­tent with its fac­tors of ex­is­tence and com­fort­able in its sur­round­
ings. And what ­lovely sur­round­ings, ­Wright en­thuses. A cy­press tree
grows into a per­fectly bal­anced com­po­si­tion, mak­ing all com­plete. In
­Wright’s Italy, life and art are one, per­haps be­cause his own ex­is­tence
was now pro­ceed­ing that way.
These words are apt de­scrip­tion of the love nest he ­shares with
Mamah; ­photos of the Vil­lino Belve­dere in the ­Wright ­Archive show
how the archi­tect ­framed his views to con­vey these qual­ities. The ­nearby
Villa Med­ici, with its dra­matic wrap­ping of the hill­side, “of it and not
on it” as ­Wright liked to say, would in­spire his draw­ings of a fan­cied
home in Tus­cany and a very real one in Wis­con­sin, an es­tate he’d name
Ta­lie­sin (“shin­ing brow” in Welsh) and build the next year. For now, it
is help­ful to see how these at­ti­tudes and plans are fore­grounded in this
most im­por­tant Intro­duc­tion, the tes­ta­ment ­around which would be
built his inter­na­tional fame.
His prin­ci­ples, fa­mil­iar to read­ers of his Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record essay of
two years be­fore, come ­quickly and nat­u­rally from his con­text es­tab­lished
in the hills above Flor­ence. ­Beauty ex­presses fun­da­men­tal pro­por­tions
in color, line, and form. These are the con­di­tions of its ex­is­tence, and
that ex­is­tence is a nat­u­ral phe­nom­e­non. What cor­rupts it? False ed­u­ca­
tion, ­Wright an­nounces, a mat­ter of con­fus­ing cu­ri­os­ities with ob­jects
of ­beauty. The low point for this was the Re­nais­sance: ­what’s ­needed is
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a re­turn to har­mony with na­ture such as the ­Gothic had ­achieved be­
fore the Re­nais­sance undid it, an ac­tion that was less a de­vel­op­ment than
a dis­ease. Har­mo­nies are inter­nal; they can­not be im­posed. The best
­chance for or­ganic archi­tec­ture to flour­ish now is in Amer­ica, where
de­moc­racy em­pow­ers in­di­vid­u­als to have their homes built to ­please.
And the ideal cli­ents ­Wright iden­tified in his 1908 essay are peo­ple in
his part of the coun­try, where ­open-mindedness and in­de­pen­dent think­
ing help com­mon sense pre­vail in art as well as life. These are ­Wright’s
own peo­ple, and are his part­ners in mak­ing or­ganic archi­tec­ture pos­
sible. As ­lovely as Tus­cany has been, the ­architect’s great­est sym­pa­thies
re­main back home. There he and his cli­ents share a bond that will get
them the homes they de­serve. Yes, he is an art­ist, but part of that art
re­sides in a sen­si­tiv­ity to a ­client’s na­ture. Each party ed­u­cates the other,
each hav­ing “some­thing to grow into” (CW I: 110).
There has cer­tainly been ­growth for ­Wright, and he has been care­ful
to par­allel his ­changes in ma­te­rial circum­stance with his de­vel­op­ing
ideas. From the happy world of Fie­sole that marks the be­gin­ning of his
Intro­duc­tion to the ex­am­ple of where his hopes for archi­tec­ture can best
be re­al­ized, he has taken his read­ers ­through the ­present phase of his
life: a ­flight to Italy, where he has found hap­pi­ness, and an im­pend­ing
re­turn to Amer­ica, where that hap­pi­ness can be built into a har­mo­ni­ous
per­sonal and pro­fes­sional life. These are hopes, of ­course, and re­al­ity
would ­present chal­lenges that could not be fore­seen. But ­Wright would
over­come those chal­lenges with his prin­ci­ples for archi­tec­ture in­tact,
just as they have sur­vived this first set of ­changes in his life and prac­tice.
The Was­muth Intro­duc­tion con­cludes with ­thoughts of how or­ganic
archi­tec­ture can be ­taught—by ap­proach­ing the beau­ti­ful from ­within—
and a re­view of the three ­groups of build­ings that man­age to har­mon­ize
into a co­her­ent canon. The last word is saved for Amer­ica, and ­surely
re­flects ­Wright’s plans for re­turn­ing to his an­ces­tral home­land, the
Hel­ena Val­ley near ­Spring Green, Wis­con­sin, and build­ing his no­tion
of a per­fect home. From his re­treat in Fie­sole, Frank Lloyd ­Wright de­
scribes Ta­lie­sin as it would rise in Wis­con­sin. But there is a temp­ta­tion,
­grounded in the view any­one can take today, that it is not just ­Wright’s
1911 home but his en­tire es­tate, added to and built up over com­ing
­decades and mod­ified on an an­nual basis until the year he died, that was
in his vi­sion.
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The Hel­ena Val­ley, some­times ­called the Jones Val­ley or “the val­ley
of the ­God-Almighty Jon­e­ses” as lo­cals fan­cied it and ­Wright’s young­est
sis­ter ti­tled her 1965 me­moir, con­sists of land once ­farmed by the ­archi-
tect’s grand­father and un­cles. As a boy, young Frank would come out
from Mad­i­son and work all sum­mer on his Uncle ­James’s farm. In 1876
a ­nine-year-old Frank Lin­coln ­Wright, who would not sub­sti­tute his
­mother’s mid­dle name for his own until after his par­ents di­vorced in
1885, could walk down the lane from Uncle ­James’s farm to where the
val­ley opens to view and enjoy the pano­rama stretch­ing in­vit­ingly to the
north. ­Nearby sits the Lloyd Jones grave­yard, where in 1886 a ­friend of
Uncle ­Jenkin’s, the Chi­cago archi­tect Jo­seph Lyman Sils­bee, de­signed a
meet­ing house named Unity ­Chapel. As an as­pir­ing archi­tect tak­ing
en­gi­neer­ing ­courses at the Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin, Frank would be
in­vited to help with the inter­ior. An­other quar­ter mile down the road is
the site of ­Frank’s first com­plete build­ing, a large ­shingle-style Queen
Anne hous­ing his aunts Nell and ­Jane’s Hill­side Home ­School I, which
­Wright would de­sign in 1887 from the Sils­bee Stu­dio in Chi­cago where
he’d taken work. Be­hind it in 1902 he’d de­sign a sec­ond Hill­side ­School,
which in the 1930s would be ­adapted and en­larged for the Ta­lie­sin
Fel­low­ship. ­Straight ahead young Frank could see an­other hill­side, this
one a site for the Mid­way Barns he’d de­sign to serve his es­tate in 1938.
And to the right, a third hill­side, a com­mand­ing fea­ture vis­ible a mile
away from Uncle ­James’s lane: the place where in 1911 Frank Lloyd
­Wright would build the house named Ta­lie­sin.
In An Auto­biog­ra­phy (1932), ­Wright stops short of al­low­ing him­self
this vi­sion as a ­nine-year-old, but given his ego­tism and pre­co­city read­ers
would not have been sur­prised if he had. As is, the book opens with the
boy ac­com­pa­ny­ing his uncle on a ­hill-climb ­through fresh win­ter snow.
­There’s a les­son in­volved, as the uncle has set his ­sights on a dis­tant hill­
top and is head­ing ­straight for it, with lit­tle Frank ­beside him. But when
the sum­mit is ­reached, their ­tracks in the snow re­veal how ­Frank’s
­course has de­parted from his ­uncle’s ­straight line, zig­zag­ging this way
and that with al­most every step as dis­trac­tions beck­oned. The treas­ures
he’s been seek­ing are weeds, the dried ­stalks of prai­rie flow­ers stick­ing
up ­through the snow. In sub­se­quent pages he de­scribes this same hill­side
in ­spring, where the fresh ­blooms of ­pasque flow­ers reach up ­through
melt­ing snow. On ­lovely sum­mer days he flees there to es­cape work and
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rev­els in the joys of na­ture. He loves the spot, as will Mamah in 1911, a
Fel­low­ship of hun­dreds in the 1930s, 1940s, and 1950s, and count­less
vis­i­tors since the prop­erty was ­opened to view in 1991. The spot young
Frank has been seek­ing in all sea­sons is pre­cisely where he’d build when
re­or­ga­niz­ing his life and work. Its sit­ing and ma­te­ri­als help make Ta­lie­sin
an es­pe­cially ap­peal­ing ex­am­ple of or­ganic archi­tec­ture. Today it con­
tin­ues to func­tion as an icon of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s achieve­ment.
­Wright’s major essay from this pe­riod that brack­ets his build­ing of
Ta­lie­sin in 1911 and the fire that de­stroyed its liv­ing quar­ters in Au­gust
of 1914 re­flects his ­changed con­di­tions. As vis­u­al­ized from Italy, life
with Mamah in rural Wis­con­sin would be par­a­dise, and the home he
de­signed fit that pur­pose. But scan­dal ­dogged him; news­papers in Chi­
cago kept his rep­u­ta­tion in tat­ters, and while some peo­ple in ­Spring
Green were kind to Mamah, oth­ers were not. A trip to Japan in pur­suit
of the Im­pe­rial Hotel com­mis­sion got him many fine ­prints but not,
quite yet, the job, and work on the Mid­way Gar­dens en­ter­tain­ment
cen­ter in Chi­cago was im­peded at times by the ­client’s in­ad­e­quate cap­i­tal.
It is from this con­text that “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture: Sec­ond Paper”
­emerges. Ap­pear­ing in the May 1914 issue of The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record, it
­strikes a very dif­fer­ent tone from its 1908 pre­de­ces­sor and the 1910
Was­muth port­fo­lio Intro­duc­tion. Those ­pieces over­flowed with con­fi­
dence and op­ti­mism. Now in 1914, for the first time in his ca­reer, ­Wright
is some­thing else, some­thing that does not befit him: he is de­fen­sive.
The last time this ­journal’s read­ers had heard from Frank Lloyd
­Wright he was not only show­ing off his per­sonal suc­cesses but cred­it­ing
the as­so­ciates in his Stu­dio. Bud­ding archi­tects had been drawn to him
by sym­pa­thy with his work, with which they have loy­ally as­sisted, ­Wright
had ­boasted in 1908, and went so far as to list their names and sen­ior­ity
in “our lit­tle uni­ver­sity of four­teen years stand­ing” (CW I: 99), an im­
pres­sive list that in­cluded Mar­ion Ma­hony, Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin,
Barry Byrne, and ­William Drum­mond, among oth­ers. Now, six years
later, they are all gone, just as the Oak Park Stu­dio is no more, hav­ing
been con­verted to liv­ing quar­ters for Cathe­rine and the ­younger chil­dren
so the Home it­self can be ­rented out for in­come. ­That’s not men­tioned
in the new essay, of ­course, nor are the for­mer ­associates’ names, even
­though sev­eral have be­come ­well-known archi­tects in their own right.
This, ­Wright feels, is the prob­lem: they have gone off to ex­ploit a new
­school of archi­tec­ture that con­founds the mas­ter him­self.
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­ right still has his ­ideals, but now they are ex­pressed neg­a­tively.
W
Cor­rupt­ing a young ­country’s archi­tec­tu­ral fu­ture is to dam­age what is
most pre­cious to it, he warns. On the pos­i­tive side, he still be­lieves in
the ideal of an or­ganic archi­tec­ture, but also knows that only in­teg­rity of
in­stinct and in­tel­li­gence can move this ideal for­ward into prac­tice. In
be­gin­ning his own prac­tice many years be­fore, he’d had the ad­van­tage
of going into do­mes­tic archi­tec­ture, an area his own mas­ter, Louis
Sul­li­van, had left vir­tu­ally un­touched. There­fore ­Wright could say now,
with no small pride, that he broke new ­ground and did what he ­needed
“alone—ab­so­lutely alone” (CW I: 127).
One gets the feel­ing that he would like to be alone now as well. As
a re­sult, he ­claims far too many vul­ner­abil­ities and, even worse, gives
him­self far too much ­credit for a move­ment that has been much ­larger
than him­self. Claim­ing to have ­launched the move­ment, he now lacks
­strength to pro­tect and di­rect it. The field of archi­tec­ture has be­come
awash with im­i­ta­tions that trade on the ­movement’s name but in fact
­weaken the cause as mere nov­elty. In­teg­rity and core val­ues are set aside
in favor of ­bald-faced ca­reer­ism. At least ­Wright knows who is re­spon­
sible for all this: him­self ! For he’s the one who in the ­Studio’s ­unique
sit­u­a­tion pro­vided just the right in­no­va­tions at pre­cisely the right time,
and never in doses too ­strong or too soon.
­Wright does not men­tion the pro­jects that in the New ­School of the
Mid­dle West are los­ing touch with or­ganic ­ideals, but the most grie­vous
error is that they “trade long on mere forms ” (CW I: 130). Those forms
were once an out­growth of the orig­i­nal ­work’s in­teg­rity. But now they
are being re­peated ad nau­seum. It’s a fair guess to say which pro­jects
­Wright had in mind: the de­vel­op­ment in Deca­tur, Il­li­nois, on Mil­liken
Place, com­pleted by Mar­ion Ma­hony with as­sis­tance from Wal­ter Bur­ley
Grif­fin and Her­mann von Holst be­gin­ning in 1909, and per­haps more
homes in Mason City, Iowa, where Grif­fin (again with ­Mahony’s help,
and later Barry ­Byrne’s) de­vel­oped the ­larger Rock Crest / Rock Glen
com­mu­nity. ­Wright does not name them in his essay, nor does he an­a­
lyze just why any of the struc­tures in them fail as or­ganic archi­tec­ture.
He cer­tainly ex­ceeds the lim­its of even al­ter­na­tive his­tory by sup­pos­ing
that both pro­jects could have been his own and would have been had he
not left for two years in Eu­rope just as their plan­ning was to begin. The
for­mu­la­tion is im­plied, but sim­ple: the de­vel­op­ers had ­wanted ­Wright,
and when they lost him ­turned to as­so­ciates from his Stu­dio who could
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­ lease them just as well—with a copy of ­Wright! And by def­i­ni­tion any


p
copy is not or­ganic archi­tec­ture. No mat­ter that Grif­fin and Ma­hony
in­itiated the Iowa pro­ject and that ­Griffin’s house for ­Joshua Mel­son
(1912) was more or­ganic than ­Wright’s copy of the Is­a­bel Rob­erts House
(1908) as pro­posed to this same ­client. When per­son­ally ­piqued, Frank
Lloyd ­Wright and his ­thought do not show well.
With this, writ­ten ex­pres­sions of ­Wright’s think­ing are put on hold
by the ­tragic ­events that over­took Ta­lie­sin and its oc­cu­pants on 15 Au­gust
1914. Frank Lloyd ­Wright was in Chi­cago, at work with his son John on
Mid­way Gar­dens. But Mamah was not alone. Her chil­dren, a son and a
daugh­ter, were vis­it­ing her from Oak Park. After serv­ing lunch, a de­
ranged ser­vant ­sealed all but one exit, ­spread gas­ol­ine, set the house on
fire, and mur­dered Mamah, her chil­dren, and four oth­ers from the stu­dio
and es­tate as they tried to es­cape the con­fla­gra­tion. Re­ceiv­ing the ­ghastly
news in Chi­cago, ­Wright re­turned to a scene he would later de­scribe as
the death of all his ­dreams.
It is a cli­ché to say that ­Wright as­suaged his grief by throw­ing him­
self into work, but that is ex­actly what he did, clear­ing the rub­ble and
be­gin­ning at once to re­build. Not until An Auto­biog­ra­phy was pub­lished
in 1932 would he com­ment pub­li­cally on the mur­ders and his loss; the
five hun­dred words he ti­tled “On Mar­riage” (1915) were saved for him­
self, and speak to his and ­Mamah’s quest for re­form with­out any men­tion
of the pre­vi­ous ­year’s ­tragic event. The ideal­ism of their love is what he
­wishes to pre­serve, and does, just as the re­built Ta­lie­sin would be a liv­ing
ex­am­ple of the world they had hoped to con­tinue shar­ing.
Yet ­Wright’s be­hav­ior con­tin­ued to gen­er­ate scan­dal. Among the
many con­do­lences he re­ceived was a let­ter from a total ­stranger, Mir­iam
Noel, ex­press­ing not just her sym­pa­thy but at­test­ing a great af­fin­ity she
­shared with ­Wright as an art­ist. They met in Chi­cago and soon be­came
lov­ers, all of this just four ­months after the mur­ders and fire. Mir­iam
was now the mis­tress of Ta­lie­sin in both ­senses of this term, and once
again Chi­cago news­papers and ­Spring Green lo­cals ­clucked in dis­ap­
proval. To make ­things worse, the re­la­tion­ship was tem­pes­tu­ous. Mir­iam
was a mor­phine ad­dict and sub­ject to great ­swings of mood. ­Wright
him­self was not the easi­est per­son to get along with, and ­Catherine’s
re­fu­sal to grant a di­vorce added more ten­sion. When she fi­nally re­lented
and Frank and Mir­iam mar­ried in No­vem­ber of 1923, ­things only got
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worse. Mir­iam was soon threat­en­ing di­vorce her­self, on in­creas­ingly


pre­pos­te­rous and vi­tu­per­a­tive terms. Soon after the two sep­ar­ated, Frank
met Ol­gi­vanna Iv­a­novna Laz­o­vich. ­Nearly ­thirty years ­younger than
­Wright, she was re­cently di­vorced from a Rus­sian archi­tect ten years
her sen­ior, Vlad­em ­ ar Hin­zen­berg. In Eu­rope she had been a dis­ci­ple of
­Georgei Ivan­o­vitch Gurd­jieff, par­tic­ip ­ at­ing in his dance en­sem­bles and
al­lied mys­tic ac­tiv­i­ties. Still le­gally mar­ried to Mir­iam, Frank none­the­
less began a re­la­tion­ship with Ol­gi­vanna, who’d bear him a daugh­ter,
Io­vanna, late in 1925. Ta­lie­sin now had its third mis­tress. Mir­iam threat­
ened law­suits, crim­i­nal pros­e­cu­tion, and dep­or­ta­tion (for Ol­gi­vanna,
not yet a U.S. cit­i­zen). To com­plete the spec­ta­cle, the res­i­den­tial por­tion
of Ta­lie­sin ­burned again, this time the re­sult of an electri­cal short dur­ing
a thun­der­storm in April 1925.
Need­less to say, dur­ing this pe­riod of the 1910s and early 1920s Frank
Lloyd ­Wright was bet­ter known for his un­con­ven­tional life than for his
in­no­va­tive archi­tec­ture. He ­needn’t have wor­ried that his for­mer Oak
Park Stu­dio as­so­ciates would ­cheapen and de­stroy the Prai­rie House; by
1915 it had gone out of fash­ion, re­placed by re­newed inter­est in the eclec­
ti­cism of pe­riod ­styles, with mem­bers of what ­Wright had ­called the
New ­School of the Mid­dle West ei­ther adapt­ing to cur­rent fash­ion or
leav­ing the pro­fes­sion. One last piece of writ­ing from these years ­speaks
for ­Wright’s inter­ests as they had de­vel­oped over the past ­decades: the
“Plan by Frank Lloyd ­Wright” pub­lished in the May 1916 issue of City
Res­i­den­tial Land De­vel­op­ment. In it he ac­tu­ally turns the table on a
for­mer as­so­ciate by de­vis­ing an ex­er­cise in town plan­ning, the spe­cialty
of Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin, whose “Com­pet­i­tive Plan for a ‘Scheme of
De­vel­op­ment for a Quar­ter Sec­tion of Land in ­Chicago’ ” (1913) and
“Trier Cen­ter Neigh­bor­hood and Other Do­mes­tic Com­mu­nities” (1913)
drew much at­ten­tion in Chi­cago even as the ­younger man was pre­par­ing
to move to Aus­tra­lia (WWBG, 182–97). ­Wright’s and ­Griffin’s plans are
sim­il­ar, in that ­within the urban grid they de­vise new s­ treet ­systems and
sit­ing of ­houses that ­create much more pleas­ant neigh­bor­hoods. Grif­fin
stag­gers his ­houses, while ­Wright’s are ro­tated 90 de­grees so that each
home pro­vides a dif­fer­ent per­spec­tive for its oc­cu­pants and sits dif­fer­ently
as ­viewed by oth­ers. While the sen­ior archi­tect re­lates his de­sign to
prin­ci­ple, that prob­lems are ­solved not by work­ing from the out­side but
from ­within, his for­mer as­so­ciate de­vises an even more at­trac­tive plan
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by means of bet­ter cir­cu­la­tion and oc­cu­pancy (his own man­tra) in which


a few more build­ing lots are pro­vided even as space is re­served for neigh­
bor­hood parks.
As for Chi­cago it­self, ­Wright did not have much work there dur­ing
these years, be­yond Mid­way Gar­dens. His at­tor­ney, Sher­man Booth,
com­mis­sioned a small de­vel­op­ment in the Ra­vine ­Bluffs area of the far
north sub­urb of Glen­coe (1915), but most of ­Wright’s busi­ness was in
Wis­con­sin: an im­pres­sive res­i­dence for Frede­rick C. Bogk (1915) in
Mil­wau­kee, a pro­gram for ­pre-cut hous­ing to be mar­keted by an­other
Mil­wau­keean, Ar­thur L. Rich­ards, from 1915 to 1917, two sets of du­plex
apart­ment com­plexes in Mil­wau­kee for Rich­ards and Ar­thur R. Munk­
witz (1916), and the im­pos­ing A. D. Ger­man Ware­house (1915) in Rich­
land Cen­ter. Yet the archi­tect main­tained a small Chi­cago of­fice and
never let the city for­get him. In 1917 the Arts Club of Chi­cago ­hosted
an ex­hi­bi­tion of his Jap­a­nese ­prints, and the next year he pre­sented an
ad­dress to the ­Women’s Aid Or­gan­iza­tion. ­Whether the women liked
what they heard was less im­por­tant to Frank Lloyd ­Wright than the
fact they were hear­ing him out about a con­tro­ver­sial topic, “Chi­cago
Cul­ture.”
As al­ways, he ­speaks on prin­ci­ple, here the one that cul­ture like art
it­self is a mat­ter of ex­pres­sion from ­within ­rather than the ap­pli­ca­tion of
some­thing from with­out. It must be re­al­ized, ­Wright ­argues, not just
ac­cu­mu­lated; pro­duced, and not ­merely pur­chased. But in­stead of a
scath­ing at­tack on this prac­tice, he pre­fers amuse­ment: he tells a story
about Ho­ward Van Doren Shaw, an archi­tect of a dif­fer­ent man­ner
en­tirely but a ­friend nev­er­the­less. One of ­Shaw’s ­richer cli­ents was well
­traveled and had be­come in­fat­u­ated with the Petit Tri­anon at Ver­sailles.
She ­wanted it for a house, but it was too low. “So Mr. Shaw put an­other
story in the Tri­anon for her. If he had not done it some­one else would
have and prob­ably would have done it worse,” ­Wright al­lows, add­ing
that Shaw him­self dis­agreed with the gen­er­ os­ity of this ap­prai­sal (CW I:
155).
After a few more funny ex­am­ples, ­Wright woos his au­di­ence by
nam­ing ­Chicago’s great le­git­i­mate cul­tural suc­cesses. Every­thing from
Mar­ga­ret ­Anderson’s Lit­tle Re­view to Jane A ­ ddams’s Hull House gets
­praise, along with a few of the ­city’s archi­tects: Louis Sul­li­van, of ­course,
but also John Well­born Root and Dan­iel Burn­ham. Plus one more,
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un­named, but de­scribed by a per­son no less than Hen­drik Pe­trus


Berl­age—when this giant of Eu­ro­pean archi­tec­ture came seek­ing ev­i­
dence of ­American cul­ture, what im­pressed him most were Ni­ag­ara Falls
and the Lar­kin Build­ing. And guess who de­signed the Lar­kin Build­ing?
­Wright had found in ­Chicago’s neigh­bor­hoods and sub­urbs a
wel­come en­vi­ron­ment for his in­no­va­tions of the pre­vi­ous ­decade, but
these ­present years were de­mand­ing that he look else­where for bet­ter
work. And he had been, look­ing east­ward for a great op­por­tu­nity. Not
to Amer­ica’s east coast, or back to Eu­rope, where he’d found shel­ter and
a sense of res­pite, but all the way ­around the globe to the Far East. For
more than ten years, from 1913 to 1924, Japan would claim the cen­ter of
his at­ten­tion.
3
Japan and After

the art of japan is not an in­flu­ence on the work of Frank


Lloyd ­Wright, but has an af­fin­ity with his work, as he in­sists through­out
his ca­reer. This claim is not sur­pris­ing, be­cause ­Wright likes noth­ing
that is ap­plied. A house such as Ta­lie­sin is of the hill, not on it. A style
of art comes from ­within the art­ist as a man­ner of ex­pres­sion, and can­not
be ­adopted from with­out. This is the or­ganic prin­ci­ple, and when con­
sid­er­ing the art of Japan ­Wright is con­sis­tent with his key be­lief.
Al­though his writ­ten com­ments on Jap­a­nese art first ap­pear in 1906
and reach a full­ness of ex­pres­sion by 1912, his think­ing about the sub­ject
be­comes crea­tive (rather than sim­ply re­flec­tive) after 1913. This is the
year he re­turns to Japan not as a tour­ist, col­lec­tor, or stu­dent of archi­tec­
ture but as an archi­tect in ­search of work—work that will be of Japan
and not just an­other West­ern im­po­si­tion on it. In 1913 he is ac­com­pa­nied
by Mamah. On his sub­se­quent trips ­through 1922 Mir­iam will ac­com­
pany him and share his house­hold, which con­sists of an apart­ment he
de­signs for an annex of the old Im­pe­rial Hotel he in­tends to re­place
with a strik­ing new one. When he takes ill, his ­mother Anna ­crosses the
Pa­cific to care for him. Even more so than in 1905, ­Wright im­merses
him­self in Jap­an­ ese art and cul­ture, but never in a sense of im­it­ a­tion or
even ab­sorp­tion. Al­though en­joy­ing home life in Wis­con­sin, busi­ness
in Chi­cago, and the fas­ci­na­tion of a new com­mis­sion in Los An­geles, in
Japan he can be him­self in a con­text where the sur­round­ing world seems
to share more of his own val­ues.
In 1917, with the com­mis­sion for the Im­pe­rial Hotel in hand and
work al­ready under­way, he takes time to or­ga­nize an ex­hi­bi­tion of his
Jap­a­nese art col­lec­tion for the Arts Club of Chi­cago. Its cat­a­logue is not
62
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il­lus­trated, but the archi­tect sup­plies a text: “Antique Color ­Prints from
the Col­lec­tion of Frank Lloyd ­Wright.” This in­itiates his crea­tive
think­ing about the me­dium of ­print-making, think­ing that will re­veal
even ­deeper af­fin­ities with his sense of the or­ganic in archi­tec­ture. Be­
cause these ­prints have been ­stamped on a me­dium sub­ject to ­change
and by a means that could not copy it­self, the prod­uct is ­unique—and
there­fore alive. Any Hir­o­shige ­prints of the same sub­ject are so dif­fer­
ently ex­e­cuted that each is its own de­sign. This new ap­pre­ci­a­tion for the
vital na­ture of the art in­forms an un­pub­lished essay from the same year,
“The Print and the Re­nais­sance” (1917). Here ­Wright ­quickly re­views
his credo of how art from the Far East es­caped the lit­er­al­iza­tion of art
im­posed by the Re­nais­sance and of­fers hope for a re­gained sense of the
or­ganic—and then an­nounces that the prin­ci­ple of the print inter­ests
him more than any par­tic­u­lar ex­am­ples of it.
Grow­ing from his ex­hi­bi­tion cat­a­logue com­ments, this inter­est
fo­cuses on the ­print’s me­dium and pro­duc­tion. As al­ways, ­Wright val­ues
the in­teg­rity of a means that ­reaches an end, but now he can add that
the Jap­a­nese wood­block ac­knowl­edges it­self as a print and ­wishes to be
noth­ing more. Of im­por­tance to ­today’s read­ers is ­Wright’s re­gret that
such an aes­thetic no ­longer ex­ists. It is rare for 1917 and con­tin­ued to
be through­out the era of high mod­ern­ism. But in the 1950s and 1960s
the ­critic Har­old Ro­sen­berg would cel­e­brate a newly emer­gent ­self-
apparency in the me­dium and pro­duc­tion of ab­stract ex­pres­sion­ist
paint­ing, not­ably that of Wil­lem de Koon­ing and Hans Hof­mann. And
in the 1970s writ­ers such as Ro­nald Suke­nick and ­William H. Gass
would fight ­against the same sense of lit­er­al­ness that ­Wright de­cries,
urg­ing in­stead a style in which words func­tion less as rep­re­sen­ta­tions of a
sub­ject than in their own ex­is­tence as made ob­jects, or at the very least as
signs ex­ist­ing in the the­ory of gram­mar and syn­tax known as semi­ol­ogy.
We know how much Frank Lloyd ­Wright val­ues the in­te­gral work­
ings of gram­mar and syn­tax in or­ganic archi­tec­ture. It cer­tainly set his
think­ing apart from the Vic­to­rian tra­di­tion into which he was born. But
in his es­says we see him com­plain­ing that archi­tec­ture by and for oth­ers
is not de­vel­op­ing as he ­thinks it ­should. In­deed, by the time “mod­ern­
ism” is ­widely es­tab­lished ­Wright be­comes one of its most vocal op­po­
nents. But not be­cause he wants a re­turn to any­thing Vic­to­rian. In­stead,
he calls for some­thing even mod­ern lit­er­a­ture would not have, which is
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a com­fort with its own me­dium and means of pro­duc­tion in the ser­vice
not of rep­re­sen­ta­tion but of it­self. The Jap­an ­ ese print could do this, but
it is a crea­ture of a cen­tury and more be­fore. ­American paint­ing and
fic­tion writ­ing would even­tu­ally do this, but not until times had ­changed
and a new man­ner of ­thought ­emerged.
­Wright’s ­praise for the na­ture of the Jap­a­nese print reads much like
Har­old ­Rosenberg’s ad­vo­cacy of ab­stract ex­pres­sion­ism in The Tra­di­tion
of the New (1959) and The Anx­ious Ob­ject (1964). It also fits com­fort­ably
with what ­William H. Gass and Ro­nald Suke­nick say in Fic­tion and the
Fig­ures of Life (1970) and In Form: Di­gres­sions on the Act of Fic­tion (1985)
re­spec­tively. ­Sukenick’s use of the word “act” ­rather than “art” re­flects
his ­book’s point: that fic­tion is not about some­thing, but ­rather is that
some­thing it­self. Con­sider how sim­i­lar is ­Wright’s ap­pre­ci­a­tion of the
print, es­pe­cially how color “is used for its own sake,” how “every circum­
stance of its mak­ing is de­light­fully con­fessed in the re­sult,” and “the
craft of the print is in­te­gral with its Art” (CW I: 150). Art and act are the
same, just as “line has a lan­guage of its own re­gard­less of a sheep or a
­hearse or any pic­ture of any­thing” and just as “color has qual­ities all its
own akin to music and that color like sound has notes pre­cious for their
own sake” (CW I: 151). Lines and color stand a bet­ter ­chance of being
ac­cepted like the notes of music than do words, but the in­no­va­tive fic­
tion­ists of the 1960s and 1970s ­strive for it none­the­less. As ­William H.
Gass ad­mits, “That nov­els ­should be made of words, and ­merely words,
is shock­ing, ­really. It’s as ­though you had dis­cov­ered that your wife were
made of rub­ber: the bliss of all those years, the fears . . . from ­sponge”
(Fic­tion and the Fig­ures of Life, 27, el­lip­sis in orig­in
­ al).
Story com­mands a pow­er­ful sense of fas­ci­na­tion. It can over­rule
all else, not just in fic­tion but in any form of art or even in the no­tion of
art it­self, as ­Wright rues dam­age done by the lit­eral as im­posed by the
Re­nais­sance. Hence his de­light with a Jap­a­nese mas­ter who works with
color and line, who dis­cov­ers that they can be ar­ranged to gen­er­ate won­
der­ful moods with­out hav­ing to tell a story—even ­though music it­self
some­times per­versely and un­nec­es­sar­ily mim­ics a nar­ra­tive. Con­sider
Ro­nald ­Sukenick’s sim­il­ar endorse­ment of the non­lit­eral pur­pose of fic­
tion: “It trans­mits feel­ing, en­ergy, ex­cite­ment. Tele­vi­sion can give us the
news, but fic­tion can best ex­press our re­sponse to the news” (In Form,
242). None of this is art for art’s sake, a ­charge pos­sible in light of what
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Wal­ter Pater and Oscar Wilde had done with John ­Ruskin’s aes­thet­ics
and one ac­tu­ally made half a cen­tury later ­against the in­no­va­tive fic­tion­
ists. “Art for art’s sake” is in truth “art for the ­artist’s sake” and not the
­viewer’s. In­stead, both ­Wright and Suke­nick em­pha­size the re­sponse
to such work, the moods ­created, the feel­ing and en­ergy and ex­cite­
ment, even the spir­i­tu­al­ity ­aroused. And how is this done? Not by
priv­i­leg­ing the ­artist’s ­self-expression, but ­rather by ac­knowl­edg­ing the
ma­te­ri­al­ity of his or her me­dium of art in a way the ­work’s au­di­ence can
share.
At the time, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s prin­ci­pal work is in Japan, and
this time not as a print col­lec­tor but as an archi­tect. Yet he still has the
cul­ture of Amer­ica on his mind, es­pe­cially its well­be­ing in the fu­ture.
And here is where his ­thoughts on Jap­a­nese art and cul­ture be­come
per­ti­nent not just in 1917 but for the en­tire cen­tury that fol­lows. Why
must ­things be ­patched on? he sighs. Is it not bet­ter to de­velop from
­within, mak­ing it stand for noth­ing other than it­self ? A new coun­try,
such as is Japan for him, be­comes a fresh op­por­tu­nity to do ­things right.
This fa­mil­iar call for the or­ganic has now been en­hanced by an ap­pre­ci­a­
tion of how art hap­pens not by tell­ing a story nor by ef­fus­ing some
per­sonal sen­ti­ment, but by work­ing with the ma­te­ri­als of the me­dium as
ma­te­ri­als. By 1928, with his work in Japan not only com­pleted but in­tact
after sur­viv­ing ­nature’s great­est chal­lenge, a major earth­quake, he will
be sub­ti­tling his ha­bit­ual “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” es­says with a
qual­ifi­ca­tion, “The Mean­ing of Ma­te­ri­als.” The de­vel­op­ment of his
­thought is sig­nif­i­cant, for now he sees that he is creat­ing not as God
but in God’s man­ner, mak­ing his work of this same kind. Has Japan
en­hanced ­Wright’s ego? Prob­ably so. But his under­stand­ing of just how
art op­er­ates has been deep­ened as well.
The Im­pe­rial Hotel in Tokyo car­ries a de­sign date of 1916, for that is
when he is of­fi­cially hired. After an in­itial trip in 1913 and the open­ing
of an of­fice in Tokyo in 1915, ­Wright will spend much of the next six
years trav­el­ling to and from and liv­ing in Japan. He ­writes about the
hotel in 1922 (as it nears com­ple­tion), in 1923 (after it sur­vives the mas­
sive Kanto earth­quake that lev­eled most of Tokyo), and in 1925 (for the
Dutch pub­li­ca­tion Wend­ingen, seven is­sues of which are de­voted to
­Wright and col­lected as The ­Life-Work of the ­American Archi­tect Frank
Lloyd ­Wright). But other ­things hap­pen as well. Aline Barns­dall
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com­mis­sions a huge home and sur­round­ing the­a­ter com­plex in Hol­ly­


wood, Cal­i­for­nia, which ­prompts ­Wright to open a Los An­geles of­fice
and look into re­lo­cat­ing his prac­tice there. But he also stays ac­tive in
Chi­cago cul­ture, or­ga­niz­ing his print ex­hi­bi­tion and speak­ing on “Chi­
cago Cul­ture,” as noted. At this time, in 1918, he rec­on­ciles with his
for­mer mas­ter Louis Sul­li­van, from whom he’d been al­ien­ated since
leav­ing Adler and Sul­li­van in 1893 for hav­ing taken boot­leg com­mis­
sions that vi­o­lated his ­contract. Al­though Sul­li­van makes the first move
to­ward rec­on­cil­i­a­tion with a phone call, it is ­Wright who over the next six
years will at­tend to his old men­tor ­through hard times and per­sonal de­
te­ri­ora­tion, until the man’s death in 1924. One year be­fore that, Sul­li­van
is able to repay the favor with a pair of es­says on the suc­cess of ­Wright’s
Im­pe­rial Hotel. All these texts and ac­tiv­i­ties must be con­sid­ered as one
piece, for they dem­on­strate an im­por­tant tran­si­tion in ­Wright’s think­ing.
His es­says on the Im­pe­rial Hotel are writ­ten for three dif­fer­ent
pub­li­ca­tions and thus cover much of the same ­ground. Even the fact of
the b ­ uilding’s sur­viv­ing the great earth­quake on 1 Sep­tem­ber 1923 is not
cause for any­thing sig­nif­i­cantly new, be­cause ­Wright has been ­present
for a ­smaller but sig­nif­i­cant ­tremor the year be­fore, the worst in fifty
years. He notes the ­hotel’s im­per­vi­ous­ness to this event in the first essay,
which ap­pears in ­Tokyo’s Ka­gaku Chi­shiki for April of 1922, but only as
con­firm­ing his in­teg­rity of de­sign. The major point of this and the other
­pieces is that the Im­pe­rial de­parts from com­monly im­ported ­styles of
archi­tec­ture, ­whether ­nineteenth-century gran­deur or mod­ern ­American
sky­scrap­ers, with earth­quake sur­viv­abil­ity in mind. This is the major
point of his pamph­let pub­lished in 1923, Ex­peri­ment­ing with Human
Lives, but all of ­Wright’s com­men­tar­ies on the hotel em­pha­size the
­unique suit­abil­ity of its de­sign and con­struc­tion, based on a can­ti­lever
rest­ing on sup­ports sunk deep into the ­site’s under­ly­ing mud. Seis­mic
­shocks are ab­sorbed at base, while the struc­ture it­self has suf­fi­cient
flex­ibil­ity to with­stand any shift­ing. In fact, the Kanto earth­quake works
for ­rather than ­against ­Wright’s build­ing, set­tling it into a nat­u­ral po­si­
tion that ­closes fis­sures that had ­opened ear­lier dur­ing con­struc­tion.
An­other in­no­va­tion ­equally per­ti­nent to where it is built is the
­Imperial’s pur­pose. Less than half of its space is for hotel rooms. The
other por­tions serve the so­cial needs of the Jap­a­nese as they meet and
en­ter­tain ­foreign vis­i­tors. Here ­Wright’s think­ing takes an­other step
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not just out of Vic­to­rian style but be­yond mod­ern­ism it­self. The Im­pe­
rial is not a sin­gle struc­ture, he ex­plains, but is “laid out as a group of
build­ings in a ­system of gar­dens and ter­races” as op­posed to the man­ner
of ­American ­hotels, which are more like of­fice build­ings. The ­beauty of
the whole de­rives from each ­unit’s in­teg­rity ­within the ­greater plan, as
log­gias and gar­dens share ­enough space that one can be­come the other.
There are ­sunken gar­dens and even roof gar­dens, ap­pro­pri­ate be­cause
“Japan is ­Garden-land” (CW I: 177). Re­peated seven times in one sen­
tence, the term “gar­dens” be­comes ex­po­nen­tial as if to in­fin­ity, ­Wright’s
prose giv­ing read­ers a sense of what this “Garden-land” is. In 1954
Don­ald Bar­thelme, the son of a ­Wright-inspired archi­tect and on his
way to be­com­ing a ­boldly in­no­va­tive fic­tion­ist, would visit the hotel
time and again when on leave from his du­ties as a sol­dier in Korea.
“Don spent hours wan­der­ing the ­Imperial’s halls, de­lighted by their un­
pre­dict­able ­curves, ad­mir­ing—with his ­father’s eye—the way ­Wright
had de­signed the ­floors to be sup­ported by cen­tered ­joists, like a ­waiter
bal­anc­ing a tray on his fin­ger­tips, so earth trem­ors ­wouldn’t yank down
the walls,” says Tracy Dau­gherty in Hid­ing Man: A Biog­ra­phy of Don­ald
Bar­thelme (2009, 104). The young Bar­thelme also ­thrilled to the inter­
pen­e­tra­tion of gar­dens and the ­complex’s var­ied en­ter­tain­ment ­spaces,
in­clud­ing pri­vate func­tion rooms, a cab­ar­ et, a big the­a­ter, and a ban­quet
hall that could seat one thou­sand ­guests with­out sac­ri­fic­ing so­cial in­ti­
macy. ­Barthelme’s fic­tion of the later twen­ti­eth cen­tury would take the
frag­men­ta­tion of mod­ern life and re­shape it with a pleas­ing har­mony,
using the prin­ci­ple of col­lage ­whereby each ele­ment con­trib­utes to an
in­te­gral whole with­out los­ing its own iden­tity as an ob­ject. This is just
the ef­fect the young ­writer-to-be ad­mires in Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
Tokyo mas­ter­piece.
As in ­Barthelme’s fic­tion and that of other short story writ­ers whose
work would come to prom­i­nence dur­ing the years when this ­architect’s
work was being ­freshly re­ap­praised and most ­deeply ap­pre­ciated, ­Wright’s
struc­ture as­serts it­self ­boldly with no sus­pen­sion of dis­be­lief. For the
Im­pe­rial Hotel, there is no il­lu­sion, such as there would be if it had a
­façade. ­Façades make sense in two di­men­sions but not three, and the
Im­pe­rial Hotel is most def­i­nitely a ­three-dimensional build­ing, de­signed
in or­ganic fash­ion from the in­side out, thrust­ing up­wards and out­wards
to shape the space its func­tions need, much like Mid­way Gar­dens.
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­ right’s in­no­va­tions of con­struc­tion and de­sign come to­gether to serve


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his ­greater pur­pose, which is pe­cu­liar to this in­stance. He is es­pe­cially
care­ful to pre­clude any sim­plifi­ca­tion of its or­i­gins and this pur­pose. The
Im­pe­rial is not an ­American build­ing ­dropped into Tokyo. But nei­ther is
it a Jap­a­nese struc­ture. It is quite sim­ply ­Wright’s trib­ute to a na­tion he
has found to be quite spe­cial, re­spect­ing its tra­di­tion while still ex­press­ing
its in­di­vid­u­al­ity in friend­ship.
But ­Wright does not stop there. As al­ways, like the ­preacher cit­ing a
dou­ble proof, he seeks con­fir­ma­tion for his ­thought in a ­higher prin­ci­ple,
­higher than that of his­tor­i­cal ­record. It is true that even the great­est earth­
quake to that time in Jap­a­nese his­tory could not bring Frank Lloyd
­Wright’s Im­pe­rial Hotel down. He does not dwell on this fact, con­fi­dent
as he is in the man­ner of its de­sign and con­struc­tion. But in his 1923
pamph­let he does pro­fess his be­lief that work­ing in the man­ner of the
great Jap­a­nese ­print-makers is akin to the ­Creator’s own art. As al­ways,
­Wright’s re­li­gion is na­ture, and when a struc­ture vi­o­lates ­nature’s prin­
ci­ple, na­ture her­self will bring it down. He does not need to add that his
crea­tion has sur­vived the test and that he has been ­proven right.
Re­united in friend­ship with Frank Lloyd ­Wright, Louis Sul­li­van
would repay the moral and fi­nan­cial sup­port his for­mer as­so­ciate was
pro­vid­ing by pub­lish­ing two es­says in The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record. Both are
col­lected in the 1925 Wend­ingen vol­ume ap­pear­ing a year after ­Sullivan’s
death. The first, from 1923, cel­eb ­ rates ­Wright’s ac­com­plish­ment in
Tokyo. The sec­ond, in 1924, re­sponds to how that ac­com­plish­ment sur­
vived the Kanto earth­quake. Each is help­ful in see­ing how a for­mer
­pupil’s think­ing meas­ures up a third of a cen­tury later in the eyes of a
“be­loved mas­ter,” ­Wright’s fa­vor­ite term (usu­ally ex­pressed in Ger­man
as “lie­ber Meis­ter ”).
­Sullivan’s great­est ­praise is that ­Wright’s think­ing is it­self or­ganic. It
is “in the na­ture of any or­gan­ism that it ­wishes to be free to grow and
ex­pand,” he ad­vises, under­stand­ing the frus­tra­tions the ­younger man
has faced. “This in­stinc­tive de­sire for free­dom has been held in check
and dom­in ­ ated by the in­tel­lec­tual idea of fear, re­sult­ing in un­num­bered
in­hi­bi­tions and sup­pres­sions, which have led to an ob­scu­ra­tion of the
minds of men of the two ideas of slav­ery and free­dom” (W, 101). ­Wright
has ­fought ­against this ob­scu­ra­tion, ar­guing for “the true ­status of man
not as crea­ture but crea­tor; an en­larg­ing view of man’s in­her­ent pow­ers
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and a grow­ing con­scious­ness that his slav­ery has been ­self-imposed”


(W, 102). Sul­li­van re­lates this quest to his own archi­tec­ture, spe­cif­i­cally
the Au­di­tor­ium Build­ing, the Adler and Sul­li­van pro­ject in which Frank
Lloyd ­Wright was ­schooled. Here forms are “el­o­quent ex­pres­sions of a
some­thing that must re­side ­within them and jus­tify them, upon log­i­cal
­grounds, as forms de­vel­oped from func­tions of util­ity” (W, 104). The
Au­di­tor­ium Build­ing is not a group but a sin­gle mass, yet its flow an­tic­i­
pates what ­Wright would ­achieve in Mid­way Gar­dens and the Im­pe­rial
Hotel, spe­cif­i­cally in how “the dif­fer­ences of lev­els . . . favor also the
inter­pen­e­tra­tions and the easy ac­cess­ibil­ity of the ­larger units” (W, 105),
in the same man­ner as the ter­rac­ing of the Im­pe­rial Hotel. From here
Sul­li­van pro­ceeds with an enu­mer­a­tion of the ­design’s fea­tures—the
flex­ible foun­da­tion, the can­ti­lever struc­ture, the na­ture of the ­building’s
ma­te­ri­als—but re­turn­ing at every point to the fact that it is ­Wright’s idea,
his man­ner of think­ing, that has ­brought this pro­ject to com­ple­tion.
­Sullivan’s sec­ond piece is more top­i­cal: “Re­flec­tions on the Tokio
Dis­as­ter.” But again the em­pha­sis is on ­Wright’s ­thought. “This man, a
poet, who had re­duced think­ing to a sim­ples, began his so­lu­tion with
the fixed fact of earth­quakes as a basis and made an emo­tional study of
their na­ture and move­ments,” Sul­li­van ­points out. “The sec­ond move
was the re­solve never to relax his grip on the basis fact of earth­quake as a
men­ace, and to de­vise a ­system of con­struc­tion such as ­should ab­sorb
and dis­pose of the pow­er­ful ­shocks, waves and vi­o­lent trem­ors, and yet
main­tain its in­teg­rity as a fab­ri­cated struc­ture.” Note ­Sullivan’s ­choice
of words: not “basic” fact but basis fact. ­Wright’s “think­ing in sim­ples” is
just this, an or­ganic ­growth from a spe­cific basis. The Im­pe­rial sur­vives
not be­cause it is ­stronger than an earth­quake but be­cause the ­earthquake’s
na­ture is built into its de­sign. As ­Wright notes in his own essay after the
quake, it is as if n ­ ature’s seis­mic ­tremor is not coun­ter­ing his work but
com­plet­ing it. In a mind where think­ing is as ho­lis­tic as is its or­ganic
sub­ject, prin­ci­ples can be ex­pected to re­late. “It may be re­marked in
pass­ing,” Sul­li­van adds, “that the qual­ity and power of emo­tion dra­ma­
tizes the power of ­thought: that the poet is he whose ­thought, thus en­
riched, im­parts tell­ing power to the sim­ple and the ob­vi­ous, bring­ing
them into the field of vivid con­scious­ness” (W, 128). Here emo­tion means
the phys­i­cal na­ture of ­thought, ex­pressed by archi­tects in their build­ings.
As Frank Lloyd ­Wright em­pha­sized in his 1894 lec­ture, “The Archi­tect
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and the Ma­chine,” soon after he’d left em­ploy­ment with Adler and
Sul­li­van: The point of ed­u­ca­tion is to make one more alive to ­things, to
let one ap­pre­ciate the world as Shake­speare de­scribed it in As You Like
It, a realm where one heard “ser­mons in ­stones, and sym­pho­nies in
run­ning ­brooks.” Now, three ­decades later, a proud Louis Sul­li­van sees
the ef­fect ac­com­plished in the Im­pe­rial Hotel, its lava stone and water
fea­ture giv­ing the words of ­poetry phys­ic­ al shape.
“Think­ing in sim­ples” is a rad­i­cal idea, Sul­li­van ad­mits, es­pe­cially to
ac­a­demic minds whose train­ing has in­hib­ited any meas­ure of free­dom.
“I go fur­ther and as­sert that such idea may be re­pug­nant to such minds—
may even alarm such minds—it is too dis­turb­ing in its om­i­nous sug­ges­
tion that ­thoughts may be liv­ing ­things—Now!—Here!” (W, 129). The
­thought is suf­fi­ciently novel to ­create a new ­poetry about this same time,
the ­poetry of con­crete en­coun­ters pi­o­neered by ­William Car­los ­Williams.
His no­tion of “no ideas but in ­things” runs coun­ter to the mod­ern­ism
of Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot and ­serves as the foun­da­tion for work of
a later era by Ken­neth Koch, Gil­bert Sor­ren­tino, and many oth­ers to
come. For now, Sul­li­van can be satis­fied with what has been ac­com­
plished in the Im­pe­rial Hotel. “This vast sump­tu­ous build­ing, in all its
as­pects: struc­tu­ral, util­i­tar­ian, and aes­thetic,” he notes, “was the em­
bodi­ment, and is now the rev­el­a­tion, of a sin­gle ­thought te­na­ciously
held by a seer and ­prophet, a crafts­man, a ­master-builder.” It “stands
today un­in­jured be­cause it was ­thought-built, so to stand” (W, 131).
The in­sep­a­ra­ble na­ture of “Form and Idea” (CW I: 196) is what
­Wright iden­tifies as the ­master-key to ­Sullivan’s archi­tec­ture. In these
com­ments fol­low­ing the older man’s death his for­mer pupil takes a
­broader per­spec­tive, put­ting aside his own dis­like of the sky­scraper—­
Sullivan’s tri­umph of form and idea—in favor of the more gen­eral point,
one that the mas­ter had now iden­tified as the key to ­Wright’s suc­cess in
Japan. ­Wright him­self would soon pro­pose a rad­i­cally dif­fer­ent struc­ture
of his own, the St. ­Mark’s Tower, for lower Man­hat­tan; it is for Tokyo
and Los An­geles where new work is under­way that he feels sky­scrap­ers
are in­ap­pro­pri­ate, be­cause of geo­logic con­di­tions. In time even Broa­d­
a­cre City would in­clude in its plan a tower or two—seven­teen sto­ries, as
orig­i­nally pro­posed for the St. ­Mark’s pro­ject, and as even­tu­ally built in
Bar­tles­ville, Okla­homa in the 1950s. The tall build­ings ­Wright dis­likes
are those that waste the ad­van­tages of struc­tu­ral steel by drap­ing the
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build­ing with anach­ron­is­tic ef­fects, and the peo­ple he de­tests are land­
lords who over­build sim­ply to multi­ply rents. “Pig-piling” (CW I: 218)
was the term ­Wright used for these prac­tices, and never ­thought Sul­li­van
­guilty of ei­ther.
At­tempts to re­lo­cate his prac­tice to Los An­geles would prove un­
suc­cess­ful for Frank Lloyd ­Wright. The strug­gle to save Ta­lie­sin from
mort­gage fore­clo­sure and to pro­tect his re­la­tion­ship with Ol­gi­vanna
from ha­rass­ment by Mir­iam Noel were con­stant dis­trac­tions, and del­e­
gat­ing re­spon­sibil­ities to his son Lloyd ­Wright and for­mer as­sist­ant
Ru­dolf Schin­dler (both of whom were be­com­ing suc­cess­ful Los An­geles
archi­tects in their own right) ­proved trou­ble­some. The ­biggest pro­ject—
a home, a the­a­ter, a ­children’s the­a­ter, and sev­eral sup­port build­ings,
in­clud­ing homes for staff—would be for ­Wright a major head­ache ­thanks
to the stub­born­ness of his ­client, Aline Barns­dall. The mas­sive Hol­ly­
hock House (1917) was com­pleted, but not to ­Barnsdall’s lik­ing; she soon
moved out of it into one of the two much ­smaller sup­port­ing ­houses
­Wright de­signed (Res­id ­ ence A and Res­i­dence B, 1920) and made plans
to do­nate Hol­ly­hock House and the ­grounds that would have held her
the­at­ ers to the City of Los An­geles as a cul­tural park. Four “tex­tile
block” ­houses would fol­low, for Alice Mil­lard in Pa­sa­dena (1923), John
­Storer in Hol­ly­wood (1923), and Sam­uel Free­man and ­Charles Ennis in
Los An­geles (1923). The block ­system was prom­is­ing, of­fer­ing many
ad­van­tages fa­vored by ­Wright: ­on-site man­u­fac­ture from local ma­te­ri­als,
ease of con­struc­tion (even by the own­ers them­selves, if de­sired), and in­
cor­po­ra­tions of or­na­ment as part of the func­tional de­sign. But a fire at
Ta­lie­sin in 1925 would re­di­rect much of the ­architect’s ef­forts and re­
build­ing costs would lead to such des­per­ate acts as a mas­sive sale of
­Wright’s ­prints. ­Wright em­pha­sizes in his intro­duc­tion to the sale cat­a­
logue is­sued by the An­der­son Gal­ler­ies in New York (1927) that he still
be­lieves Jap­a­nese ­prints have much to teach West­ern cul­ture, but mar­ket
con­di­tions re­quire him to prom­ise that any re­quests for re­funds will be
­promptly hon­ored.
The ­prints did sell, but ­Wright’s share would not be ­enough to fore­
stall cred­i­tors. Ta­lie­sin was saved, after a brief evic­tion, by a cor­po­ra­tion
set up by old ­friends and sym­pa­thetic cli­ents. ­Wright’s huge fee for the
Im­pe­rial Hotel had been spent (on art) be­fore leav­ing Japan, and the
four tex­tile block homes in Cal­i­for­nia were not ­enough to live on. Big
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pro­jects such as the Na­tional Life In­su­rance Build­ing in Chi­cago and


the Gor­don ­Strong Plan­e­tar­ium and Auto­mo­bile Ob­jec­tive in Ma­ry­
land fell ­through, and no new com­mis­sions were in the off­ing. At the
­decade’s end, there may have been hope that the St. ­Mark’s Tower
might work out, but the 1929 stock mar­ket crash ended that, along with
any like­li­hood of other ­chances to build.
At this point ed­i­tor M. A. Mik­kel­sen of The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record
comes to ­Wright’s aid, com­mis­sion­ing a se­ries of ar­ti­cles de­vel­oped
from the se­ries “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” of 1908 and 1914. At five
hun­dred dol­lars ­apiece, they would earn ­Wright a total of seven thou­
sand dol­lars in 1927 and 1928, years in which archi­tec­tu­ral in­come was
lim­ited to a ­consultant’s fee for help­ing a for­mer as­sist­ant with the
Ar­i­zona Bilt­more Hotel (1927) and ex­penses cov­ered by Dr. Al­ex­an­der
Chan­dler for work on San Mar­cos in the ­Desert, a re­sort ­nearby that
the 1929 crash ­halted at the de­sign phase. Hence there was lit­tle to dis­
tract ­Wright from work­ing on the es­says. He fan­cied that at com­ple­tion
they might be col­lected in a vol­ume, but by then Ol­gi­vanna would be
point­ing her hus­band to­ward a dif­fer­ent kind of pub­li­ca­tion, An Auto­
biog­ra­phy. Yet The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record was the type of mag­a­zine that is
saved, and the ­essays’ prox­im­ity of ap­pear­ance makes for a con­ti­nu­ity
that ­Wright’s Col­lected Writ­ings con­firms.
Other than a short piece for the Wend­ingen pro­ject, which tied in
ear­lier prin­ci­ples with their re­cent man­i­fes­ta­tions in the Cal­i­for­nia
tex­tile block ­houses (CW I: 213), Frank Lloyd ­Wright had not writ­ten
on gen­eral archi­tec­tu­ral top­ics for over a ­decade. Now, he turns with
rel­ish to the sub­ject of his ­larger ideas and does bet­ter than pick­ing up
where he’d left off, for the 1914 essay had been de­fen­sive and even petty.
In­stead, he goes back to the start of his writ­ing ca­reer and its sub­ject
of how archi­tec­ture ben­e­fits from the ma­chine, a dis­cus­sion that in the
inter­ven­ing years had been ad­vanced by Eu­ro­pean archi­tects such as
Lud­wig Mies van der Rohe and Le Cor­busier. “In the Cause of Archi­
tec­ture I: The Archi­tect and the Ma­chine” re­peats the title of ­Wright’s
1894 ad­dress in Evans­ton, but now his­tory sup­ports the nar­ra­tive, be­
gin­ning with the ac­knowl­edg­ment that like it or not the ma­chine has
be­come the ­architect’s tool; ei­ther the archi­tect will mas­ter it, or it will
mas­ter the archi­tect. Is this a cause for worry? Not at all, be­cause ma­
chines when per­fected are sim­ply ex­ten­sions of human abil­ity, ­Wright
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coun­sels, clar­ify­ing that they are new not in prin­ci­ple but only in means.
There­fore the Ma­chine is given a cap­i­tal let­ter, as he does for other
prin­ci­ples like Art and ­Beauty. But it has no life of its own, ­Wright of­fers
in gen­tle re­min­der. ­Whether it eman­ci­pates or en­slaves is up to the
per­son who uses it.
This endorse­ment of prin­ci­ple is far more than ­Wright has man­aged
in his much ear­lier es­says on the topic, and now he goes even far­ther
to­ward in­te­grat­ing it with his ­larger be­liefs and man­ner of ­thought. Tools
must be mas­tered by learn­ing their na­ture and using them for what they
do best. He stays with the sub­ject for his next ­month’s essay, “In the
Cause of Archi­tec­ture II: Stan­dard­iza­tion, The Soul of the Ma­chine.”
Stan­dard­iza­tion is no det­ri­ment, he must re­mind his read­ers; it has
al­ways ex­isted, and in the right hands is the agent of de­moc­racy. At the
heart of stan­dard­iza­tion is an abil­ity to dis­cern the life of a tool, what
makes it nat­u­ral—in other words, or­ganic. Here is where ­Wright parts
com­pany with the Eu­ro­peans. The ben­e­fit of ma­chin­ery is that it ­brings
out the best in the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als: pure grain in wood, clean lines
(as op­posed to gro­tesque carv­ings), even the abil­ity to inlay, fret, and en­
hance nat­u­ral plas­tic­ity. The same is true with glass, ­thanks to the free­
dom of ­plated form. And steel, which de­serves its own essay.
Steel ex­em­plifies this age, ­Wright pro­nounces at the start of his third
in­stall­ment, and the ques­tion now is to rec­og­nize it for what it is and
use it to the best ad­van­tage. Here ­Wright pulls out all the stops in his
writ­ing, sum­mon­ing both epic and per­sonal ef­fects to speak in an en­
tirely dif­fer­ent man­ner from his Eu­ro­pean counter­parts. He draws an
anal­ogy from clas­si­cal his­tory, com­par­ing the ­Romans’ dis­cov­ery and
mas­tery of the arch with what he hopes may hap­pen with steel in the
­present era. ­Wright mar­vels at the great power of steel wait­ing to be
fully born and sees it as the per­fect ma­te­rial for an archi­tect. Be­reft of
dec­o­ra­tive qual­ities, it de­pends ­wholly upon the ­artist’s imag­i­na­tion for
any sense of life. Used hon­estly by en­gi­neers, steel has the ­beauty of
math­e­mat­ics, and the archi­tect is wise to rec­og­nize this ma­te­rial prop­
erty. Com­bined with con­crete, re­in­forced steel ­speaks for a lib­er­a­tion of
the idea, eclips­ing lim­i­ta­tions of the old re­stric­tive forms of ma­sonry,
lin­tels, posts and beams, even the arch it­self. Yet ­Wright’s ar­gu­ment does
not take the di­rec­tion to­ward rea­son and ra­tional pur­ity that was being
fol­lowed at the ­present time by Mies and Corbu. In­stead, he pur­sues
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the lib­er­a­tion of think­ing from such ob­struc­tions to its nat­u­ral, or­


ganic form that Louis Sul­li­van had ­praised in ­Wright in the first of his
Wend­ingen es­says. Here ­Wright sees con­crete and steel as the ma­te­ri­als
that make this lib­er­a­tion pos­sible. Over­com­ing the ­weight of taste that
still ties minds to dead forms, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s imag­in ­ a­tion is alive
and free of such re­stric­tions. Steel and con­crete have given him the slab
(Unity Tem­ple), the can­ti­lever (the Im­pe­rial Hotel), and the splay (the
Gor­don ­Strong pro­ject). One can feel the archi­tect itch­ing to build. But
for now, he can de­sign—and write.
Writ­ing ­brings forth the best of ­Wright’s think­ing, and his next
in­stall­ment, “Fab­ri­ca­tion and Imag­i­na­tion,” shows what he has been
put­ting his mind to. Imag­i­na­tion dis­tin­guishes hu­mans from an­i­mals,
and is more­over what made the Gods. “A crea­tive being is a God,” the
archi­tect ad­vises, add­ing that “There will never be too many Gods” (CW
I: 241). This is the essay in which ­Wright intro­duces his most re­cent
ex­am­ple of built suc­cess: the tex­tile block ­system that pro­duced four
strik­ingly beau­ti­ful homes in the Los An­geles area and was at the time
of the essay being used to great ef­fect in the Ar­i­zona Bilt­more Hotel
and its cot­tages (1927). The tex­tile block ­system ful­filled his re­quire­
ments of sim­plic­ity of form, nat­u­ral­ness of func­tion, and ease of tech­
nique. In­deed, the man­ner of build­ing with these ­blocks is as sim­ple as
weav­ing a rug, here done with a uni­form ma­te­rial which lets the build­ing
vir­tu­ally build it­self. Fash­ion­ing the ­blocks is a sim­ple task the cli­ents
can do them­selves, for which ­Wright pro­vides in­struc­tions. The outer
shell ­serves as the ex­te­rior, the inner shell as the inter­ior, with an in­su­lat­
ing space in ­between where pip­ing (cut to order in the shop) can be run.
Win­dows are sim­i­larly fab­ri­cated in ad­vance. Con­sider all that is saved,
from form work and ma­sonry to car­pen­try, plas­ter­ing, paint­ing, and
even dec­o­ra­tion. Every­thing is in­te­gral and of­fers a peace­ful sim­plic­ity
that ben­e­fits the per­sons who live there. Rev­er­end Gan­nett could not
have said it bet­ter, and it is all made pos­sible by ma­te­rial that is abun­dant
every­where, await­ing trans­for­ma­tion via imag­in ­ a­tive ac­tion. ­Wright the
demo­crat thus joins ­forces with ­Wright the art­ist.
Sub­se­quent es­says for The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record treat de­sign­ing with a
­thought to the three di­men­sions of space (rather than the pic­to­rial rep­
re­sen­ta­tion of two), the logic of the plan as an idea ­within the crea­tive
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mind, and how ar­tic­u­late build­ings such as the ­textile-block Ennis


House (1923) re­sem­ble the music of Bach, mas­ter of true form that he
was. Hav­ing ­started this se­ries with its basis of ­thought in the ma­chine,
­Wright car­ried his think­ing ­through all as­pects of de­sign until com­ing to
that most re­cently ex­pressed. But un­like his in­itial lec­tures of ­thirty-odd
years be­fore, he is no ­longer preach­ing. In­stead he is think­ing, and with
that ­thought put­ting him­self in the po­si­tion of being a model for how
archi­tec­ture ­should be ­worked out. As the sec­ond ­year’s ­pieces (freshly
num­bered) pro­ceed, there are ref­er­ences to how the young man in Archi­
tec­ture might ben­e­fit from ­Wright’s ex­am­ple, how ­richer that vi­sion
might be if such dis­ci­pli­nary power is de­vel­oped. Find the es­sen­tial geom­
e­try of pat­tern, ­Wright urges. Learn to see the room as ex­pressed in the
ex­te­rior as space. These are prin­ci­ples that, once ­grasped, will let pro­
s­pec­tive archi­tects grow as crea­tive fac­tors em­pow­ered by ideas. It is
easy to fore­see the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship and all ­Wright would hope for
in such state­ments.
For now, Frank Lloyd ­Wright is think­ing, and using the oc­ca­sion of
his se­ries to get var­i­ous ideas in order. Not all were for pub­li­ca­tion.
­Though ­headed with the same short title, “In the Cause of Archi­tec­
ture,” two were for him­self. The aptly sub­ti­tled “Purely Per­sonal” (1928)
is un­pub­lished as such, ­though com­ments on Le Cor­busier and Fiske
Kim­ball would be in­cor­po­rated later in book re­views. Like his 1914
essay, the piece is de­fen­sive. Once again the of­fend­ers are archi­tects
who have taken cer­tain ideas of his and ap­plied them in a super­fi­cial
man­ner, ig­nor­ing the in­te­gral ­growth from ­within and the spa­tial ele­
ments of a third di­men­sion in favor of ex­ter­nally ad­min­is­tered ef­fect.
These com­plaints would soon de­velop into a rea­soned cri­tique of the
emerg­ing Eu­ro­pean mod­ern­ism known as the Inter­na­tional Style, but
for now ­Wright just wants to get them on paper—for him­self, as it were.
More im­pres­sive is a sec­ond un­pub­lished piece from 1928, “In the Cause
of Archi­tec­ture: Com­po­si­tion as ­Method in Crea­tion,” which Bruce
­Brooks Pfeif­fer iden­tifies in his head­note as one of ­Wright’s most co­gent
es­says on the use of ma­te­ri­als and the ma­chine. Like the ar­ti­cles in his
pub­lished se­ries, this piece is about three thou­sand words long, the unit
of ex­pres­sion ­Wright seems to have found com­fort­able at this time.
Con­cise, it lo­cates the ­source for or­ganic ­growth in the “life-principle
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ex­pressed in geom­e­try at the cen­ter of every ­Nature-form we see” (CW


I: 259). This is a newly ex­pressed idea for ­Wright, and it’s wise that he
work it out for him­self be­fore pre­sent­ing it as a model for oth­ers.
It is a new idea, but Jap­a­nese art pro­vides the best model for it.
In this case it is the print­maker ­Hokusai’s the­ory that every ob­ject as
com­monly per­ceived ­emerges from a geom­et­ ry that can be drawn with a
T ­square, tri­an­gle, and com­pass. In these hid­den forms lies the ­architect’s
world. ­Wright rec­om­mends pen­e­trat­ing this world of forms by dis­crim­i­
nat­ing the pat­terns of oak trees (as op­posed to pines), the dis­tinc­tive
­shapes of “curl­ing vine, flow­ing water, curv­ing sand,” and “the eas­ily
char­ac­ter­ized chry­san­the­mum,” while ap­pre­ciat­ing how a “rock or a rose
is dif­fi­cult” but no less ul­ti­mately dis­cern­able (CW I: 260). There is a
dis­ci­pline to such power of see­ing from which the archi­tect can­not help
but ­profit and ­Wright prom­ises that “a habit of ­thought ­arises from
such ­eye-minded ex­er­cises to make con­struc­tive ef­fort nat­u­ral, ‘design’
spon­ta­ne­ous” (CW I: 261). Such is the fa­cil­ity he him­self could dem­on­
strate on de­mand, amaz­ing both the Ta­lie­sin Fel­lows and the pub­lic
alike. Not as a ­teacher, but as a mas­ter—work­ing from mod­els, with the
ul­ti­mate model being his own con­duct and prac­tice.
From this en­cour­age­ment ­Wright moves to a neg­a­tive ex­am­ple,
how what he calls mod­ern­is­tic build­ings mis­take this geo­met­ric vi­sion
for an easy sense of dec­o­ra­tion that plays with pro­por­tion and shape for
its own sake. “Such build­ings do not grow,” he warns. “Such build­ings
hap­pen. They are made” (CW I: 261), prod­ucts of de­duc­tive rea­son­ing
­rather than of or­ganic crea­tion. He then re­minds read­ers that not until
ab­strac­tion dis­cov­ers the under­ly­ing pat­tern can any build­ing be­come
“the con­sti­tu­tion of con­struc­tion it­self ” (CW I: 262), which is the in­duc­
tive way.
The bal­ance of ­Wright’s “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” es­says ad­dress
spe­cific ­points, serv­ing more as clar­ifi­ca­tions than mod­els or ex­hor­ta­
tions. “What ‘Styles’ Mean to the Archi­tect” dis­tin­guishes sin­gu­lar from
plu­ral. Style per se is not a man­ner but ­rather the prac­tice of build­ing
ac­cord­ing to the or­ganic prin­ci­ple, start­ing from ­within and fol­low­ing
­through ac­cord­ing to the na­ture of what has been in­itiated. There can
be as many ex­am­ples of this as there are archi­tects who pur­sue it, a
re­min­der of ­Wright’s early as­su­rance that there are as many dif­fer­ent
kinds of ­houses as there are dif­fer­ent kinds of peo­ple. Hu­man­ity it­self
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owes its de­vel­op­ment to the ­individual’s crea­tive power, each per­son


seek­ing Truth and ­Beauty in ex­pan­sive ­rather than re­duc­tive ways. “The
Uni­ver­sal ­speaks by way of the Per­sonal in our lives,” ­Wright of­fers,
per­haps re­mem­ber­ing ­Whitman’s Song of My­self in his ap­pre­ci­a­tion of
how “we can only under­stand the mes­sage in terms of our­selves” (CW I:
263). An in­di­vid­ual works in a style—or­gan­i­cally, crea­tively. “Styles” be­
come an issue when the or­ganic achieve­ment of one archi­tect is ­adopted,
in an ex­ter­nal man­ner, by an­other, ap­ply­ing it from with­out ­rather than
de­vel­op­ing it from ­within. The dis­po­si­tion is a fa­mil­iar one for ­Wright,
but no less es­sen­tial here. And once again he an­tic­i­pates the goal of a
Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, where ex­pres­sions of human life could grow as hand­
somely and health­ily as great trees in good soil, flour­ish­ing in sun­light
and ma­tur­ing by inner prin­ci­ple, ­formed as the cit­i­zens only de­moc­racy
can pro­duce.
“Style is a qual­ity of form that char­ac­ter takes ”—here is ­Wright’s ul­ti­
mate dis­tinc­tion ­between a style from ­within and ­styles ap­plied from
with­out, and it will be char­ac­ter that his Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship in­tends to
fos­ter, as op­posed to being in the nar­row sense any sort of archi­tec­tu­ral
­school. Char­ac­ter it­self can­not be ­taught; it is every­where, in any flora
or fauna, and in this sense one does not learn char­ac­ter it­self, but only
how to per­ceive it as an in­ward force that takes form ac­cord­ing to its
na­ture.
­Wright fur­ther char­ac­terizes the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als archi­tects work
with, and for these he has sen­su­ous feel­ing, start­ing with the pen­cils on
his draft­ing table. He loves to grasp a hand­ful of them and let them lie
loose on his palm, he ­writes, the light strik­ing each color with the mes­
sage of “its own song . . . Each has a story” (CW I: 270). Stone also
­speaks in its own lan­guage and it is in this essay that ­Wright first de­
scribes his man­ner of work­ing with the me­dium, lay­ing it up in ­strata
with nat­u­ral edges fac­ing out. Wood is even more sen­su­ous, es­pe­cially
now that its in­her­ent ­beauty is pre­served by the ma­chine. Wood is also
cru­cial to the def­i­ni­tion of line, a prin­ci­ple ­Wright will dwell on later.
For now, he notes how ar­tic­u­la­tions of de­sign can be ac­com­plished at
times by the di­vid­ing lines of wood alone, prompt­ing read­ers to re­call
the way hor­i­zon­tal band­ing uni­fies ele­ments in struc­tures such as the
Stock­man House in­side and out. ­Wright also looks for­ward, as so few
of his con­tem­po­rar­ies did, to the mat­ter of con­ser­va­tion, re­gret­ting how
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much wood has been ­wasted and how much can be saved once his own
prin­ci­ples are fol­lowed.
­Terra-cotta as a ma­te­rial mer­its an essay be­cause of Louis ­Sullivan’s
suc­cess with its abil­ity to trace nat­u­ral forms. Glass is ­praised for its
con­tri­bu­tion to in­te­gral light­ing, and is also sug­gested as a build­ing ma­
te­rial it­self, com­bined with the ­spider’s web of steel to be like a di­amond
set in gold. ­Wright would do just this the next year in the res­i­dence
built for his cou­sin, the Rich­ard Lloyd Jones House (1929) in Tulsa,
Okla­homa, ­though the steel was used to re­in­force nar­row piers of con­
crete block that lace the dom­i­nat­ing walls of win­dows.
Con­crete wins more ap­pre­ci­a­tion, es­pe­cially as steel has ex­panded
its pos­sibil­ities. This plas­tic­ity makes re­in­forced con­crete more use­ful
than stone. No mat­ter that it is a plain ma­te­rial, for this al­lows the ­archi-
tect’s imag­i­na­tion to be re­spon­sible for aes­thetic ef­fect. The same goes
for sheet metal, which ­Wright com­pares to the brain in mo­tion. When a
ma­te­rial it­self has ­beauty, as does cop­per, a pro­ject such as the Na­tional
Life In­su­rance Com­pany (1924, un­built) in Chi­cago be­comes es­pe­cially
in­vit­ing, its walls dis­ap­pear­ing in ir­i­des­cent ­copper-bound glass. W
­ right’s
de­scrip­tion makes the build­ing sound beau­ti­ful, and it cer­tainly looks
so in the color pres­en­ta­tion draw­ings, among the love­li­est in ­Wright’s
canon. ­Decades later he would fi­nally have the ­chance to in­cor­po­rate key
ele­ments of this de­sign with oth­ers from an­other pro­j­ect, the St. ­Mark’s
Tower (1929, un­built), in the Price Tower for Bar­tles­ville, Okla­homa
(1952). ­Wright re­calls the prin­ci­ple as first being ­worked out in 1923, in
time for him to dis­cuss it with Louis Sul­li­van a few ­months be­fore he
died. The old mas­ter ad­mired the build­ing as beau­ti­ful, but also gen­u­
ine, a con­tri­bu­tion to a true “Archi­tec­ture of De­moc­racy.” Sul­li­van also
added, as ­Wright notes here, that “I never could have done this build­ing
my­self, but I be­lieve that, but for me, you never could have done it” (CW
I: 309). ­Wright there­fore ded­ic­ ates the de­sign to him.
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture IX: The Terms” (1928) com­pletes
­Wright’s se­ries as pub­lished, with five es­says in 1927 and nine num­bered
­freshly for 1928. Hav­ing shown how the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als pro­vides
clear di­rec­tion, he feels con­fi­dent that he has ­roused the imag­i­na­tions of
the young archi­tects read­ing him to adopt at least a few prac­tices that he
him­self has found suc­cess­ful. ­Wright has done much more, in fact,
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pro­pound­ing a phi­lo­so­phy not just of archi­tec­ture but of art, and


dem­on­strat­ing the ex­pres­sion of its prin­ci­ples with plain and prac­ti­cal
ex­am­ples. In ei­ther event, he draws back for some quiet re­flec­tions, such
as re­mem­ber­ing child­hood hours after bed­time lis­ten­ing to his ­father
play Bee­tho­ven on the piano. Here lies the ma­te­rial proof for his think­
ing. Even as a young­ster he rec­og­nized that this music was speak­ing a
lan­guage be­yond words. As an adult, he ­learned that archi­tec­ture did
the same, ex­press­ing ­truths of the heart.
The chal­lenge has been to find words for it. ­Poetry in archi­tec­ture,
he knows, means find­ing ­nature’s har­mony and ex­press­ing it in vis­ible
form. To at­tain such ­poetic ex­pres­sion in wood, stone, ce­ment, glass,
and steel, he urges a move to ­architecture’s third di­men­sion, ad­mit­tedly
hard to ­fathom ­within the two di­men­sions of the draw­ing board and
dif­fi­cult to im­a­gine for minds ­trained since the Re­nais­sance to think in
terms of the lit­eral and pic­to­rial. The way out of this box is ap­pre­ciat­ing
how it is in the third di­men­sion that qual­ities exist of the thing ­rather
than on it. Once this sense of ­within is ­grasped, the archi­tect can re­al­ize
the re­sult in form. Be­cause it is a prin­ci­ple, as he em­pha­sizes in cap­i­tal
let­ters, its ef­fects are ex­ten­sive, en­ter­ing into every ac­tion taken, every
use of ma­te­ri­als, and every ­choice of ­method. Need­less to say, ­three-
dimensionality in­forms and char­ac­terizes every form that re­sults, de­riv­ing
from the in­te­gral inter­pre­ta­tion be­hind it. It is, ­Wright ­stresses, an in­
teg­rity in any­thing and every­thing done, from build­ing a ­chicken coop
to de­sign­ing a ca­the­dral.
Think­ing in the third di­men­sion is a gift, and those who would work
at ­Wright’s side and wit­ness his man­ner of crea­tion at­test to it. Edgar
Tafel, one of the first Ta­lie­sin Fel­lows and a pro­duc­tive archi­tect in his
own right, re­calls how struc­tures such as Fall­ing­wa­ter and the S. C.
John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing took shape over many ­months in
­Wright’s head, with de­signs put to paper only at the very end of the
pro­cess—for the Kauf­mann home, in the two hours it took Edgar, Sr.,
to drive out to ­Spring Green from the Mil­wau­kee air­port. ­Wright him­
self al­ways ­argued ­against the ac­a­demic prac­tice of start­ing with a ­sketch.
This was by def­i­ni­tion be­gin­ning from the out­side. Start from ­within,
he would urge; do it often ­enough and it be­comes sec­ond na­ture, which
is prob­ably how this habit of ­thought had de­vel­oped in him. Can the
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young archi­tect hope to ­achieve it? They are given this ben­e­dic­tion:
­create with love and work by prin­ci­ple so that ­Beauty will prove their
joy in work.
As his se­ries con­cludes, ­Wright con­tin­ues pub­lish­ing else­where,
in­clud­ing ­pieces that show a grow­ing ir­ri­ta­tion with the emerg­ing Inter­
na­tional Style—spe­cif­i­cally how its em­pha­sis on sur­face and mass are by
def­i­ni­tion ex­ter­nal qual­ities ­rather than prin­ci­ples of ­growth from
­within. In an un­pub­lished essay from 1929, “The Line ­Between the
Cu­ri­ous and the Beau­ti­ful,” he finds in the line as prop­erly drawn not
only a safe­guard for civ­il­iza­tion, but civ­il­iza­tion it­self. It is inter­est­ing
to see him here under­cut­ting the theo­ret­i­cal pur­ity of Corbu and the
ra­tion­al­iza­tion of Mies by cit­ing em­in ­ ently prac­ti­cal, even ­homely ex­
am­ples. With grat­i­tude he sees this ­proper use of line in such cur­rent
ac­com­plish­ments as the air­plane, the auto­mo­bile, and the ocean liner,
even in com­mon ­kitchen uten­sils. Such stream­lin­ing has ­avoided both
the af­fec­ta­tions of or­na­ment and “the ster­il­ity of or­na­pho­bia” (CW I:
341) ap­par­ent in the sur­face and mass dis­trac­tion of the Inter­na­tional
Style as ­Wright de­scribes it in a sub­se­quent essay.
Frus­tra­tion with the Inter­na­tional Style would be­devil ­Wright from
now on. His ex­as­per­a­tion with how ­Henry-Russell Hitch­cock eval­u­
ated his work for Ca­hiers d’Art (26 No­vem­ber 1928) and anger that ­Philip
John­son was grant­ing him less than super­ior ­status in the Mu­seum of
Mod­ern Art’s Mod­ern Archi­tec­ture: Inter­na­tional Ex­hi­bi­tion (1932) would
fuel sus­pi­cions that Frank Lloyd ­Wright was be­com­ing a cur­mud­geon.
But these years also catch the archi­tect at a point of tran­si­tion. His “In
the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” se­ries had been mo­ti­vated by his suc­cesses
with the Prai­rie House and the Im­pe­rial Hotel and under­writ­ten by a
be­lief in the or­ganic prin­ci­ples that had gen­er­ated each. Two years after
the se­ries con­cludes, he ­drafts for him­self “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture:
Con­fes­sion” (1930), an un­pub­lished piece that to un­know­ing eyes might
ap­pear wist­ful. It pos­its that great archi­tec­ture is more es­sen­tial to the
mod­ern age than ever be­fore, but more than ever be­fore its prog­ress has
been re­tarded by self­ish­ness and ­cruelty—­enough to break the heart of
any­one who loves it.
Does he in­deed feel for­saken? This con­fes­sion, so un­like the live­li­
ness and com­mit­ment of the pub­lished es­says, is in fact mo­ti­vated by
the re­al­iza­tion that all these sor­rows and joys char­ac­ter­ize “an ­Architect’s
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full life­time” (CW I: 348). Per­haps for the first time in his life, and cer­
tainly for the first time on paper, Frank Lloyd ­Wright is ad­mit­ting his
age. 1930 is the year he turns ­sixty-three. His ca­reer spans four ­decades.
By this point in their lives and ca­reers most archi­tects have ful­filled their
prom­ise. But here in this “Con­fes­sion” is a man who has been speak­ing
with the young as if he is still an idea­lis­tic youth him­self. And what has
it ­brought him? After sail­ing home from Tokyo, his big com­mis­sion
al­ready spent (on art), the bal­ance of the 1920s were dif­fi­cult years, and
now in 1930 the Great De­pres­sion prom­ised even worse.
At ­sixty-three, Frank Lloyd ­Wright had not been build­ing a great
deal in re­cent years. “So there is lit­tle to be done ex­cept to write one’s
best ­thoughts (if one has ­thoughts) and, as may be, build that best
­thought when­ever and how­ever it can be built” (CW I: 346), he al­lows.
And if there can be only writ­ing? Well then, he will write in the same
­spirit in which he has built.
It is the imag­i­na­tive ­spirit and fer­vor of that writ­ing, pub­lished so
prom­i­nently and ex­ten­sively in the in­fluen­tial Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record, that
helps ­Wright turn the cor­ner not just into the 1930s but into a whole
new ca­reer, one that would ­eclipse the Prai­rie House and Im­pe­rial Hotel
in ways that not even ­Henry-Russell Hitch­cock and ­Philip John­son
could have im­a­gined a ­younger gen­er­a­tion of Inter­na­tion­al­ists ac­com­
plish­ing. A bit later in 1930 ­Wright can sense the ­change, for Prince­ton
Uni­ver­sity has asked him to pre­pare six lec­tures to be given in May for
the pre­stig­ious Kahn se­ries, with the Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago re­quest­ing
two more for pres­en­ta­tion in Oc­to­ber (both sets pub­lished in 1931).
Now, in an­other un­pub­lished piece from 1930, “Poor Lit­tle ­American
Archi­tec­ture,” ­Wright looks back to ­Hitchcock’s essay that had an­gered
him so much and has a bit of fun with it.
At this point he knows the au­thor only by vir­tue of a pic­ture of the
man ­picked up at The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record. It’s a poor image, but no worse
than the bad photo­graphs of ­Wright’s work he pre­sumes have gen­er­ated
the ­critic’s ­thought. Hitch­cock has ­called him the great­est archi­tect of
the ­present ­century’s first quar­ter. The state­ment is meant as ­praise, for
about this time ­Philip John­son (Hitchcock’s ­friend and as­so­ciate) was
prone to call­ing Frank Lloyd ­Wright the great­est archi­tect of the nine­
teenth cen­tury. ­Wright takes both state­ments not as a per­sonal or even
pro­fes­sional af­front, but as a mat­ter of prin­ci­ple and be­lief, know­ing
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that his work is far from over be­cause the prin­ci­ples of or­ganic archi­tec­
ture have not yet been suf­fi­ciently ac­cepted. ­Rather than weep or sigh,
­Wright makes a prom­ise, ­phrased with wit and good humor. He will
not only be the great­est archi­tect so far but the great­est who will ever be,
­Wright ­boasts—to him­self, but in a piece of writ­ing he saved. He re­peats
the claim and af­fixes his red ­square and signs his name to it. Even or­di­
nary boot­leg­gers serve ­twenty-five years for less, he ­laughs. ­Wright’s oath
is pe­cu­liarly ­American, sim­i­lar to ­Melville’s claim for Haw­thorne (“He
says ‘No!’ in ­thunder”) and Huck ­Finn’s sim­i­larly Faust­ian chal­lenge
that if his com­pas­sion for Jim damns him­self, so be it. Crit­i­cal ad­vo­cates
of Haw­thorne, Mel­ville, and Twain ac­cept these at­tes­ta­tions as valid,
just as en­thu­siasts for ­Wright’s work would come to ap­pre­ciate the
grand­ness of his claim—not on face value, per­haps, but cer­tainly as a
meas­ure of his im­mense am­bi­tion and an hon­est ap­prai­sal of all he had
yet to do for the cause of or­ganic archi­tec­ture.
­Wright’s fun with Hitch­cock (who would later be­come a ­friend and
col­lab­o­ra­tor) and even more so with him­self in­di­cates a new role for the
great archi­tect: as per­former. The Kahn Lec­tures, pub­lished as Mod­ern
Archi­tec­ture (1931), are much the same, even to the ex­tent of hav­ing fun.
No ­longer an es­say­ist for The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record, ­Wright is now ap­
pear­ing be­fore an au­di­ence—a very spe­cific one, the stu­dents of a great
uni­ver­sity. He rel­ishes this fact, and be­gins his se­ries with a per­for­mance
piece, read­ing for them a text he ­claims was first de­livered in 1901 (be­fore
any of them were born) at Hull House in Chi­cago. “Ma­chin­ery, Ma­te­
ri­als, and Men” is in fact quite dif­fer­ent from the orig­in ­ al “Art and Craft
of the Ma­chine,” prob­ably be­cause ­Wright had mod­ified it over the
years for other au­di­ences. He now de­clares this its last pres­en­ta­tion.
This ­serves to em­pha­size what he feels ­nearly ­thirty years later is most
im­por­tant among the ­thoughts he’d ­shared with ­Chicago’s Pro­gres­sive
Era so­cial re­form­ers.
As ­Wright de­liv­ers the lec­ture, he wants his lis­ten­ers to pic­ture him
in 1901—not as the old man he is today, but as a rel­a­tive youth in the
pro­fes­sion—and con­sider the bat­tle he faced back then and would be en­
gaged in ever since. His de­scrip­tion of the city, with its stir­ring im­agery
and ­grandly ex­tended meta­phors, comes ear­lier in this Prince­ton ver­
sion, part of the per­for­mance that moves the au­di­ence to take his in­itial
­thoughts on the neg­a­tive as­pects of cur­rent style and let them be
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re­di­rected to­ward a cel­e­bra­tion of all the ma­chine can ac­com­plish. As


he has ex­plained in The Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record se­ries, that ac­com­plish­ment
is cen­tered on the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als—here, how the ma­chine ­brings
out the best in them. But be­yond spe­cif­ics is ­Wright’s in­sis­tence that by
em­brac­ing the ma­chine, human ­thought is chang­ing forms from some­
thing old to some­thing new.
­Wright’s sec­ond lec­ture, given the next day, is on an­other fa­mil­iar
topic, “Style in In­dus­try.” Once again his point is the one made in pre­
vi­ous es­says: that at­tain­ing a sense of style in­volves work­ing ­against the
no­tion of ­styles, plu­ral. For his au­di­ence of uni­ver­sity stu­dents who are
there not to learn the spe­cific prac­tices of a trade ­school but to com­pre­
hend the ­greater prin­ci­ples that di­rect such spe­cif­ics, ­Wright is pa­tient
with his ex­pla­na­tion. Under­stand­ing the na­ture of any­thing means
grasp­ing the prin­ci­ple that lives ­within it, giv­ing form and char­ac­ter.
Life it­self is too com­plex to com­pre­hend, but its ef­fects and con­se­
quences can be per­ceived if one knows what to look for. This vis­ible
world is ex­ter­nal na­ture; ­within, there is an in­te­gral struc­ture that pro­
duces this life or­gan­ic­ ally. Grasp­ing that in­teg­rity is more of an ar­tis­tic
than a sci­en­tific pro­cess, based on the ­imagination’s abil­ity to see the
var­i­ous ma­te­ri­als for what they are. As lis­ten­ers may have come to ex­pect,
­Wright ­praises Jap­a­nese art and cul­ture for hav­ing the great­est suc­cess
with this. After na­ture and or­ganic, the third key term to under­stand is
plas­tic­ity, a word that im­plies an ab­sence of con­structed ef­fect. Here the
na­ture of ma­te­ri­als is seen as grow­ing into form ­rather than being ­joined
to­gether from bits and ­pieces.
With his terms for dis­cus­sion set, ­Wright moves to his the­sis as
an­nounced the pre­vi­ous after­noon: that style it­self has noth­ing to do
with the style or a style, and cer­tainly not with ­styles. Had he not been
so care­ful with his first three terms, es­pe­cially in their finer nu­ances of
lan­guage, he might not have been able to count on his lis­ten­ers to dis­cern
the dif­fer­ence ar­ti­cles make and the dis­tinct mean­ings of sin­gu­lar and
plu­ral. ­Styles are the re­sult of im­i­ta­tion, ­whereas style comes from under­
stand­ing a prin­ci­ple. The Jap­an ­ ese have ­reached this under­stand­ing with
the help of what he calls stan­dard­iza­tion; ­Wright ­points out with plea­
s­ure how the con­ven­tional size of a floor mat de­ter­mines the size and
shape of a typ­i­cal house. All such prac­tices are then ac­corded the dig­nity
of cer­e­mony, so that the do­ings of every­day life can be ­raised to the level
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of art. For his own ­country’s cul­ture, he rec­om­mends a sim­plic­ity that


comes from the heart ­rather than the head. One way to do that is to dis­
card the pic­to­rial sense of art intro­duced in the Re­nais­sance, for pic­tures
are con­cepts, not feel­ings.
This sec­ond lec­ture ends with the first pub­lished de­scrip­tion of
the ­school ­Wright would be try­ing to or­ga­nize, at this stage some­what
dif­fer­ent from the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship that did get under­way two years
later. To the Prince­ton stu­dents he ­speaks of a ­school of the al­lied arts
( glass­mak­ing, tex­tiles, pot­tery, sheet metal, wood­work­ing, cast­ing, and
re­pro­duc­tion) with res­i­dent mas­ters in ­charge of each spe­cialty. Part of
each day’s work would in­clude ag­ri­cul­tu­ral field labor, a prac­tice the
even­tual Fel­low­ship did adopt, as it would adopt Archi­tec­ture as the
back­ground for every­thing, just as it had been in an­cient times. This
qual­ifi­ca­tion ­speaks for the es­sen­tial na­ture of ­Wright’s con­cept, that it
is not a ­school that of­fers in­struc­tion in de­sign and build­ing but ­rather
will be a haven, in the beau­ti­ful coun­try­side, where an en­tire way of
life can be mod­eled on the or­ganic idea. ­Wright ad­mits that crea­tive
art can­not be ­taught, but knows well what in­hib­its its de­vel­op­ment. His
­school would re­move the in­hi­bi­tions and put the stu­dents to work with
the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als under the guid­ance of a mas­ter at each craft. From
the abil­ities that fol­lowed might come real art, but that would be a mat­ter
of each stu­dent using the best of his or her imag­i­na­tion.
The Hill­side Home ­School of the Al­lied Arts would never hap­pen,
de­pen­dent as the plan was on in­dus­trial af­fil­ia­ ­tion (im­pos­sible under
the rules of ed­uc­ a­tion ac­cred­i­ta­tion and un­likely in the Great De­pres­
sion). Nor was the fa­cil­ity for it ready. When the Ta­lie­sin ­Fellowship’s
first mem­bers ar­rived two years later, one of their in­itial tasks, in ad­di­
tion to har­vest­ing their sus­te­nance, was to begin re­pair­ing and re­build­ing
the ac­tual Hill­side Home ­School that Frank had de­signed for his aunts
­thirty years be­fore—and which had de­te­ri­orated after a fam­ily fi­nan­cial
cri­sis and the trag­edy with Mamah ­forced its clos­ing in 1915. Yet it is
im­por­tant that ­Wright men­tions it in this lec­ture, for a major part of his
ar­gu­ment about style is that it can­not be nur­tured in ei­ther the archi­tec­
tu­ral or ed­u­ca­tional cli­mates of the ­present.
­Wright’s third lec­ture in the Kahn se­ries is one of his most per­sonal,
draw­ing on anec­dotes from his life and ex­pe­ri­ence to under­score the
most im­por­tant ­points of his pre­ced­ing talks. The stu­dents have got to
know him, after all, and in this lec­ture he makes the most of that. The
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first anec­dote is a scene pre­sented as dra­mat­i­cally as any­thing from his


­in-progress An Auto­biog­ra­phy (1932). The sub­ject is a tech­ni­cal and
his­tor­i­cal one, “The Pass­ing of the Cor­nice,” but ­Wright makes it per­
sonal. His in­stincts, he re­veals, had al­ways been to hate the shal­low pre­
ten­sions of the Re­nais­sance, in­stincts con­firmed when read­ing Vic­tor
­Hugo’s in­dict­ment of that set­ting sun all Eu­rope mis­took for dawn. In
this for­mu­la­tion, archi­tec­ture would die, to be re­placed in the human
­spirit by lit­er­a­ture. ­Wright says he found the con­se­quences of this re­
for­mu­la­tion un­bear­able, re­in­forced by an in­ci­dent in his life from this
same time. It in­volves an ac­ci­dent dur­ing the con­struc­tion of the new
west wing of the old State Cap­i­tol in which the stone base­ment piers,
meant to sup­port the ­structure’s inter­ior ­weight, in­clud­ing the cor­nices,
col­lapsed. As a youth he wit­nessed the scene, a trau­matic event he could
re­call in vivid, ter­rify­ing de­tail more than half a cen­tury later. It ­starts
with the bu­colic image of walk­ing past the green park under shade trees,
hear­ing the roar of the col­lapse and turn­ing to con­front ­clouds of lime
dust ris­ing in the air, the cries of the cas­u­al­ties re­sound­ing. Sick with
hor­ror, he ­stands trans­fixed as work­ers stag­ger from the ruins and fall
dead on the grass now ­strewn with rub­ble and the dust of lime. From
this world of the walk­ing dead ­Wright car­ries the color image for­ward,
look­ing up to the ­boldly pro­ject­ing cor­nice now hang­ing in space, and
be­neath it a work­man dan­gling up­side down, his foot ­caught by a fall­ing
beam. The red line of his blood ­streaks down the wall be­neath, ­starkly
hid­e­ous ­against the stone. The young ­architect-to-be is ­stricken with
the ­scene’s ter­ror, and it stays in his mind as a mat­ter for dis­may and
even­tual re­flec­tion. What has ­caused the trag­edy? Not any­thing valid in
its own right, but ­rather a point­less fab­ri­ca­tion of sheet iron mas­que­rad­
ing as stone. Why was the im­i­ta­tion nec­es­sary? With the per­sonal im­me­
diacy and human mor­tal­ity in mind, ­Wright turns to his ­lecture’s gen­eral
topic.
Why have such a cor­nice? Sim­ply to priv­i­lege local ­American build­ing
with a sign of cul­ture. Why ­should he ob­ject? Be­cause the cor­nice it­self
had noth­ing sen­sible to do with the con­struc­tion, but was sim­ply a sign
from the era of Clas­si­cal ­Greece meant to dig­nify con­tem­po­rary struc­
tures with a ref­er­ence to an­cient tem­ples.
That much is ob­vi­ous. But to em­pha­size and re­in­force his point
­Wright tells an­other anec­dote, this time from his own view­ing of the
ul­ti­mate model for such de­sign, the Parthe­non in Ath­ens. Stand­ing
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be­fore it, he uses his imag­in ­ a­tion, re­creat­ing the scene when its orig­in
­ al
col­ors were ­bright and vi­brant. He re­stores the arris of the mould­ings,
sharp­ens the cor­nices, and ­creates in his mind the build­ing as it would
have ap­peared two mil­len­nia ago. Then he ­stands and looks at it.
Per­haps at this point in his lec­ture he would pause, let­ting his lis­ten­ers
think back to the last time he men­tioned look­ing at a struc­ture—the old
State Cap­i­tol in ruins, with the ­ghastly dev­as­ta­tion and agony of the
work­men re­created for the imag­i­na­tions of these Prince­ton stu­dents.
What he wants his au­di­ence to see now is that, while the ­Parthenon’s
crum­bling ruins are of stone, they were orig­i­nally meant to look like a
­painted tem­ple made of wood. Stone was only a model for this, the
orig­i­nal form that the ­Greeks ­wanted to em­u­late. Even the cor­nice it­
self, that would come down to cur­rent times as the ex­em­plar of cul­ture,
was for the ­Greeks them­selves a sham, a stone pro­jec­tion pre­tend­ing to
be the over­hang of a ­wooden roof (as it would have been on the orig­i­nal
tem­ple).
The ar­gu­ment has been struc­tured with ­Wright’s lis­ten­ers and his
im­me­di­ate pres­ence in mind. On the ­strength of two anec­dotes, two
dra­mat­i­cally re­counted per­sonal sto­ries that make both the trag­edy and
the fu­til­ity of the cor­nice strik­ingly clear, he is able to move to his con­
clud­ing point: that just as de­moc­racy ex­presses the dig­nity and worth of
an in­di­vid­ual, or­ganic archi­tec­ture—un­fold­ing as op­posed to en­fold­ing—
prom­ises the best truth for dig­nity and worth. This is his hope for the
fu­ture, the rea­son why he is speak­ing to stu­dents at Prince­ton, and why
he will be found­ing the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship in short order. The fact that
­American archi­tec­ture is at this time both small and im­ma­ture works in
favor of ­growth. ­Wright’s in­ten­tion is to fos­ter an archi­tec­ture that will
not ­sculpt build­ings but grow them, such ­growth ex­press­ing the na­ture
of hu­man­kind. Think­ing per­haps of the ­fields and pas­tures that are part
of Ta­lie­sin, he qual­ifies this archi­tec­ture with one of his fa­vor­ite terms,
here dis­tin­guished from its cus­to­mary mis­under­stand­ing as ex­trem­ism:
rad­i­cal, mean­ing “of the roots,” here the roots of archi­tec­ture ­planted
­firmly in the soil that gives life.
Hav­ing been taken from prin­ci­ple to per­son­al­ity and back again, the
au­di­ence is now ready to ap­pre­ciate a spe­cific ex­am­ple of ­Wright’s work.
His ­fourth lec­ture, “The Card­board House,” de­scribes the most suc­
cess­ful at­tempt yet to have or­ganic archi­tec­ture grow nat­u­rally from the
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soil: the Prai­rie House that dis­tin­guished the first part of his own ca­reer.
The need for it is some­thing ­Wright can now joke about, throw­ing out
­one-liners to an ap­pre­cia­tive au­di­ence eager to laugh on cue. Ac­cess and
fen­es­tra­tion, he mocks, were noth­ing more than big holes for the big cat
and ­smaller ones for the lit­tle cat. As his lis­ten­ers laugh, he feeds them
more humor. There was no more archi­tec­tu­ral music to such de­sign
than the pan­de­mo­nium of the barn­yard. Cats run­ning in and out; pigs
snort­ing, sheep bleat­ing, roost­ers crow­ing, cows moo­ing—what rus­tic­ity
this home­spun phi­los­o­pher ­brings to the ­ivy-clad halls of the East. But
all the ­so-called archi­tect had to do was call out plan num­bers for his
­clerks to pull, add­ing a bay win­dow if the ­client ­wanted one.
The de­scrip­tion of the Prai­rie House that fol­lows is com­plete, add­ing
noth­ing to what ­Wright has said about it in the three ­decades be­fore
but ­phrased with a sense of con­clu­sion. The era of the Prai­rie House is a
­closed pe­riod. Frank Lloyd ­Wright no ­longer de­signs them as such,
al­though for Her­bert F. John­son he’d ­present Wing­spread (1937) as his
last of the type, even as it in­cludes most of the ­architect’s in­no­va­tions
from the 1930s. For his au­di­ence at Prince­ton he uses the Prai­rie House
as an ex­am­ple of not just what could be done but what had been done,
with great suc­cess—one of the rea­sons Frank Lloyd ­Wright is there
speak­ing to them. “What a man does, that he has” (CW II: 53), he in­tones,
with the great Prai­rie ­Houses of the ­century’s first ­decade stand­ing
be­hind him as proof.
Even here, he’s good for a laugh. After work­ing his way ­through the
fa­mil­iar list of Prai­rie House fea­tures, each of them re­lated to or­ganic
prin­ci­ples and in­te­gral ef­fect, he re­flects a bit on the last one, that be­cause
all fea­tures ­should work to­gether even the ­home’s fur­ni­ture ­should be
­architect-designed. Here ­Wright ad­mits a chal­lenge he some­times ­failed,
es­pe­cially at mak­ing ­chairs that fit both the archi­tec­ture and a ­person’s
body. He him­self has been black and blue from inter­act­ing with his own
fur­nish­ings. At least the good pos­ture re­quired for eat­ing has al­lowed
him to in­te­grate form and func­tion. ­Wright’s din­ing rooms, es­pe­cially
those with his ta­bles and c­ hairs, are in­deed some of his most at­trac­tive
achieve­ments; while jok­ing about him­self, he can take the sym­pa­thetic
feel­ings he has ­aroused and di­rect them to­ward his gen­u­ine suc­cesses.
Plus the joke will live ­through his­tory. It is today one of the most
fre­quently ­quoted lines of ­Wright’s, as are oth­ers that take ob­vi­ous
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fail­ings and treat them as com­edy. His liv­ing room fur­ni­ture is dam­nably
un­com­fort­able; so it hurts him, too. His roofs ­tended to leak. Con­sider
his fre­quently ­quoted re­sponse to Her­bert John­son, who ­phoned from
his din­ner table to say water was drip­ping right on his head. “Then
move your chair, Hib,” ­Wright ­laughed.
Lec­ture num­ber five, “The Tyr­anny of the Sky­scraper,” ­starts with a
joke as well, about Mi­chel­an­gelo build­ing the first such struc­ture when
he “hurled the ­Pantheon on top of the Parthe­non” (CW II: 59). A false­
hood at the time, St. ­Peter’s would be­come a trav­esty in the mod­ern era
as the sym­bol of au­thor­ity for mu­nic­i­pal build­ings. What does this have
to do with ­today’s sky­scraper? Tyr­anny, ­Wright ex­plains, the tyr­anny of
a false idea over the prac­ti­cal en­joy­ment of life. In the ­present world this
tyr­anny is ex­er­cised by the land­lord, re­sell­ing the same area again and
again on each as­cend­ing floor, to the det­ri­ment of the ­crowded neigh­
bors and at the ex­pense of con­ges­tion below. Yet the archi­tect is care­ful
to dis­tin­guish struc­ture from use, even struc­ture from struc­ture. There
are good sky­scrap­ers. Louis ­Sullivan’s Wain­wright Build­ing is one of
the best, ­thanks to its sym­pa­thy with the or­ganic. As for ­proper usage,
­Wright again takes ad­van­tage of his ­performer’s role and ­teases his
au­di­ence with it. His set of lec­tures, he ad­mits, has been de­vel­oped and
pre­sented like one of his ­father’s ­old-time ser­mons. There­fore he con­
cludes in this man­ner, choos­ing as his text the ad­mo­ni­tion to do unto
oth­ers as ye would have them do unto you. If sky­scrap­ers and those who
­profit from them do this, there is hope.
­Wright’s hopes are ­founded on the ­changes in trans­por­ta­tion and
com­mu­ni­ca­tion that in his next (and last) Kahn lec­ture will be de­signed
for the city. For now he sim­ply notes that the ­present crowd­ing of sky­
scrap­ers ­thwarts any ben­e­fit from the auto­mo­bile, whose con­tri­bu­tion
when com­bined with the tele­phone and tele­graph ­should be help­ing
peo­ple re­ject ver­ti­cal­ity and em­brace the hor­i­zon­tal as a bet­ter or­ien­ta­tion
for hap­pier lives. His pre­scrip­tions for more hap­pi­ness in a world that
­builds sky­scrap­ers are spe­cific: lim­it­ing con­struc­tion, wid­en­ing ­streets
(and hence the ­spaces ­between build­ings) by plac­ing pe­des­trian ways
on a dif­fer­ent level, burn­ing coal not in fur­naces ­on-site but at re­mote
gen­er­at­ing sta­tions, and re­duc­ing the size of auto­mo­biles that are used in
town (as op­posed to ­cross-country trips). As for the sky­scrap­ers them­
selves, were false dress­ing d ­ ropped the struc­ture might find its own
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in­teg­rity as a work of steel and glass. ­Wright looks for­ward to Broa­da­cre


City and even far­ther ahead to his Price Tower when he sug­gests that a
sky­scraper could work in the coun­try­side, where abun­dant space would
give it a ­park-like set­ting. But ­trends must be re­versed, he warns. There
was a prom­ise of light in the Wain­wright Build­ing that ­failed to hold
true, as bar­baric suc­ces­sors have been built with no ­thought for their
en­vi­ron­ment or each other.
“The City” ­leaves ­Wright’s lis­ten­ers with a blue­print for a ­post-urban
so­ci­ety. He pos­ited the ma­chine as the tool that would build struc­tures
and pro­vide ser­vices for this new world, and in fore­see­ing what can be
done ­Wright is re­mark­ably pre­scient. His ­method is to con­clude from
the ev­i­dence pre­sented that cit­ies them­selves will even­tu­ally die and be
re­placed by ­smaller com­mu­nities dis­persed ­across the land. This it­self
man­dates ­changes that can be rea­son­ably spec­ified, in­volv­ing new ne­ces­
sities to re­place the ones no ­longer op­er­a­tive that had man­dated cit­ies
in the first place. He pre­dicts that peo­ple will be using cars much more
to get ­around, and ser­vice sta­tions will be there to fuel them—but also
to sell gro­cer­ies and serve as res­tau­rants, rest­rooms, and neigh­bor­hood
meet­ing cen­ters. Forty years later these would exist as con­ven­ience ­stores.
Other in­no­va­tions pro­ceed in line: chain s­ tores for easy dis­tri­bu­tion,
road­side mo­tels for easy lodg­ing, and homes re­con­ceived to pro­vide
cul­ture found in the city, but now with per­sonal com­fort and ­choice.
The me­dium for this is tele­vi­sion (which ­Wright knew was com­ing)
and the inter­net (whose pur­pose he an­tic­i­pated). Every­thing ­needed
would be at home or ­within easy reach, in­clud­ing of­fice parks in which
to work.
How could Frank Lloyd ­Wright be so canny in pic­tur­ing the next
age ­pretty much as it did de­velop? By under­stand­ing human na­ture and
hav­ing a deep sym­pa­thy for its wants and needs. Peo­ple de­sire the free­
dom of space, and find it in the ex­pan­sive hor­i­zon­tal line along which
life pro­ceeds—a line the city has taken away. This per­cep­tion, which in
the mind of a less prac­ti­cal ­thinker might wan­der ­afield into ab­strac­tion,
is for ­Wright ­grounded in em­pir­i­cal ob­ser­va­tion. When trans­por­ta­tion
and com­mu­ni­ca­tion were re­stricted, peo­ple had no ­choice. But con­sider
what has trans­pired with the ad­vent of electric­ity, tele­com­mu­ni­ca­tion,
and auto­mo­biles. An or­ganic con­se­quence of all this is the free­dom of
reach and move­ment best ex­er­cised on a hor­iz­ on­tal ­rather than a ver­ti­cal
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axis, as it is the for­mer that wid­ens the ­sphere of ac­tiv­ity. Times are
chang­ing, the pace is ac­cel­er­at­ing, and pres­sures are mount­ing. Far bet­ter
for human na­ture that the di­rec­tion for this ex­plo­sion be out­ward ­rather
than up­ward, con­sis­tent with Amer­ica’s prom­ise to her ideal.
De­livered in May of 1930, the Kahn lec­tures are pub­lished as Mod­ern
Archi­tec­ture (1931). They are soon ­joined by Two Lec­tures on Archi­tec­ture
(1931), is­sued as a pamph­let fol­low­ing ­Wright’s talks at the Art In­sti­tute
of Chi­cago on the first and sec­ond of Oc­to­ber, 1930. Sched­uled to ac­
com­pany an inter­na­tional ex­hi­bi­tion of the ­architect’s life work, they
allow him to be both retrospec­tive (for the first, “In the Realm of Ideas”)
and pros­pec­tive (in the sec­ond, “To the Young Man in Archi­tec­ture”).
Trim­ming each per­spec­tive down to an ­hour’s talk makes for con­ci­sion
but also com­pres­sion; as with the Kahn lec­tures, it is inter­est­ing to see
what ­Wright ­chooses to em­pha­size.
His first lec­ture re­states a typ­i­cal ­Wright motto: that what a man does,
he has, which can be con­firmed here by a ­stroll ­through the gal­ler­ies.
He re­views what ­houses typ­i­cally ­looked like be­fore his work began.
These homes ­lacked human pro­por­tion and even human sen­sibil­ity, being
lit­tle more than boxes with holes cut in them for doors and win­dows.
­Wright’s rem­edy finds the or­ganic prin­ci­ple for de­sign­ing a home, with
its guid­ing prin­ci­ple that of sim­plic­ity—a topic he’d han­dled in tech­ni­cal
terms for the stu­dents at Prince­ton, but for his gen­eral au­di­ence at the
Art In­sti­tute some­thing he could speak about as a gen­u­ine local son. He
was in­stinc­tively drawn to the sim­plic­ity of the prai­rie, with its flow­ers
and trees below the crown­ing sky. From these ele­ments he makes his
point: that “a lit­tle ­height on the prai­rie was ­enough to look like much
more” (CW II: 85–86). What kind of house fits on the prai­rie? One that
be­gins on the ­ground and pro­jects a look of shel­ter, ­scaled to the human
fig­ure. No at­tics, no clos­ets, just a whole new value to space based on a
plas­tic­ity that ­treats the build­ing as a whole. Walls, ceil­ings, and ­floors
share a com­mon ­growth, draw­ing con­ti­nu­ity from each other and elim­i­
nat­ing any overt sense of con­struc­tion, much as Louis Sul­li­van in­te­grated
or­na­ment not as back­ground, but as part of the whole. The na­ture of
ma­te­ri­als would guide their use. The inter­nal order as in­te­gral was for
­Wright the key to being or­ganic, over­rid­ing all other ideas. Did it work?
Ev­i­dence was on ex­hibit in the gal­lery.
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From this first re­al­iza­tion of the or­ganic de­rives a sec­ond: that rooms
them­selves as inter­ior space would shape the ­building’s ex­te­rior—not
the other way ­around, as had been the case in ­houses ­Wright ab­horred.
Once the space was ­opened to admit it, light could beau­tify the home
and bless its oc­cu­pants. To ­achieve this ef­fect, the ma­chine stood ready
to free the in­di­vid­ual to be­come just that, an in­di­vid­ual. And how does
that lib­er­ated per­son pro­ceed? Once again, ­Wright’s man­ner is to ­change
ab­stract ideas into ob­jec­tive spe­cif­ics, which in turn en­hance his ar­gu­
ment as meta­phor. By ben­e­fit of case­ment win­dows, ce­ment ex­te­ri­ors,
­steel-in-tension sup­ports, and nat­u­ral trim, that prog­ress would be hor­i­
zon­tal, ever the line by which human free­dom ex­tends. ­Whereas tech­ni­
cal de­tails laced with oc­ca­sional humor ­worked well at Prince­ton, ­Wright
knew a pop­u­lar au­di­ence would need some ­poetry and en­thu­siasm, both
of which his first Chi­cago lec­ture sup­plies.
With the story of his own suc­cess thus told, ­Wright in his sec­ond
lec­ture looks to a fu­ture now in the hands of archi­tects as young as he
was when de­vel­op­ing prin­ci­ples that pro­duced the Prai­rie House. The
es­sence of archi­tec­ture is still the same, a quest for ­beauty based on order
as in­tel­li­gence ap­pre­hends and sci­ence ex­e­cutes. Form must be re­lated
to pur­pose, parts must work with the form, with meth­ods and ma­te­ri­als
yield­ing a nat­u­ral in­teg­rity of pur­pose and re­sult. Achiev­ing all this will
be pos­sible for the young archi­tect, but only by de­vel­op­ing a habit of
­thought that per­ceives the uni­verse it­self as archi­tec­ture. The prin­ci­ple
comes first; with­out it no ways or means can do the job.
Where can this habit of ­thought be ­learned? Not in ­school, but in
the ­architect’s of­fice where these pro­cesses of ­thought are at work. Here
one can ob­serve ma­te­rial re­sources being ap­plied to pur­pose, which is
­Wright’s def­i­ni­tion of power. Here too one can see that while prin­ci­ples
are uni­ver­sal, they make sense only when ap­proached from ­within. Doing
so al­lows one to dis­card false no­tions ­picked up from con­ven­tions and
bad school­ing. The old mas­ter is giv­ing his lis­ten­ers a head start, for not
until they have ­reached his age would a new era of ­thought pop­u­lar­ize
the no­tion of inter­ro­gat­ing be­liefs to dis­cover any un­stated false as­sump­
tions that cor­rupt them.
The temp­ta­tion to make ab­so­lute pro­nounce­ments is tem­pered by
this under­stand­ing. “Archi­tec­ture is the very body of civ­il­iza­tion it­self,”
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­ right pro­claims in his fa­mil­iar man­ner, but for these lis­ten­ers he adds
W
the cau­tion that it takes time to grow, be­gin­ning to be archi­tec­ture “only
when it is ­thought-built” (CW II: 99). There is a lan­guage for such
­thought, and ­within it an alpha­bet to be ­learned from the na­ture of steel,
glass, con­crete, and ma­chines used as tools. There can be dis­trac­tions
from this knowl­edge, such as the Inter­na­tional ­Style’s busi­ness with
sur­face and mass. Cit­ing Le Cor­busier, ­Wright al­lows that a house can
be a ma­chine to live in, but only to the ex­tent that a heart is a suc­tion
pump—“Sen­tient man be­gins where that con­cept of the heart ends”
(CW II: 100).
­Wright ­closes this lec­ture with a set of in­struc­tions for fu­ture archi­
tects. They vary from the sub­lime to the ri­dic­u­lous, from be­gin­ning
im­me­di­ately to form the habit of ask­ing “why” to going as far away from
home as pos­sible to build a first build­ing (be­cause while the phy­si­cian
can bury his fail­ures, the archi­tect can only plant vines). ­Within this
range are the prac­ti­cal mat­ters of avoid­ing “the shop­per for plans” and
shun­ning or­ga­nized com­pe­ti­tions that can only “av­er­age upon an av­er­
age.” The sin­gle most im­por­tant piece of ad­vice is to think in sim­ples,
as Louis Sul­li­van used to say, re­duc­ing parts to those that ex­press first
prin­ci­ples.
Think­ing in this man­ner is what has ­brought Frank Lloyd ­Wright
be­fore them this day, in the com­pany of an ex­hi­bi­tion cel­eb ­ rat­ing his
­life’s work. In the last few years he had been think­ing of his ca­reer
achieve­ment, urged to do so by Ol­gi­vanna, who be­lieved it would not
only set the ­record ­straight but get his mind off his re­cent ­string of
per­sonal trou­bles and pro­fes­sional dis­ap­point­ments. Even as he ­speaks
to these as­pir­ing archi­tects he knows the ma­te­ri­als have al­ready been
as­sem­bled that will tell his own story both more in­ti­mately and more
­grandly than can his re­marks this day and the ex­hib­its that have been
­mounted. It will be pub­lished in 1932 as An Auto­biog­ra­phy and be in­stru­
men­tal in at­tract­ing young peo­ple to the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship ­formed
later that same year. To­gether, book and Fel­low­ship will begin a whole
new ca­reer for Frank Lloyd ­Wright, a vir­tual sec­ond life­time as an
archi­tect and ­thinker, a life­time some con­sider even more im­por­tant
than the first.
4
An Auto­biog­ra­phy and
the Fel­low­ship

frank lloyd ­wright’s story of his own life be­gins in


Wis­con­sin, not where he was born (Rich­land Cen­ter) or prin­ci­pally
­raised (Mad­i­son) but ­rather in the rural Hel­ena Val­ley be­yond ­Spring
Green. The oc­ca­sion is a walk up the snowy hill­side over­look­ing sev­eral
of the Lloyd Jones fam­ily farms. Dur­ing the sum­mers of his boy­hood
young Frank would work here, ex­haust­ingly so—much of Book One of
An Auto­biog­ra­phy will chron­ic­ le his fa­tigue from these end­less tasks and
­chores. But in this dif­fer­ent sea­son he’s back for a visit with his Uncle
John, who ac­com­pa­nies him up the hill. For Frank it has been an ad­
ven­ture, dart­ing about to seize arm­fuls of dried prai­rie flow­ers stick­ing
up ­through the snow. Uncle John sees it dif­fer­ently, point­ing out from
the sum­mit that while his own ­tracks form a ­straight line, the boy’s have
wan­dered with wild de­vi­a­tions. “A stern look came down on him,”
­Wright re­calls, ac­com­pa­nied by “gen­tle re­proof.” The ­Uncle’s mean­ing
is plain: “nei­t her to right nor to the left, but ­straight, is
the way.” The older man is proud of his own ad­her­ence, and ­kindly
em­pha­sizes the pos­i­tive. But young Frank looks at his own “treas­ure”
and then at his ­uncle’s pride, “com­pre­hend­ing some­thing more than
Uncle John meant he ­should. The boy was trou­bled. Some­thing was left
out” (CW II: 104–5).
As the ­sixty-five-year-old au­thor of this me­moir, ­Wright uses both
his pen and draw­ing in­stru­ments to il­lus­trate what was left out of his
­uncle’s vi­sion. In lan­guage, it’s a mat­ter of a line that runs like a vine,
em­broi­der­ing the ­straight one with its ­search for some­thing else. In
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g­ raphic form, rep­re­sented on the page di­vider that sub­ti­tles Book One as
“Fam­ily Fel­low­ship,” the ­uncle’s ­straight ­course moves in a clear di­ag­o­nal
up ­across the page from bot­tom left to top right. By it­self this line would
be un­in­te­rest­ing. What mer­its its pres­ence in the book is the boy’s vari­a­
tions, a dance of acute an­gles that some­times form tri­an­gles, other times
­branch out in par­allel di­rec­tions, and only at the end fall in line with the
­uncle’s path. There, near the top, a se­ries of tight con­tour lines in­di­cate
the ­shelves of ex­posed lime­stone char­ac­ter­is­tic of hills and ridge tops
along the Val­ley, and only as these cease do the two ­tracks come to an
end with a ­slight di­ver­gence, the boy tak­ing two steps to stand at his
­uncle’s side as they look back at the ­record of their prog­ress. And we
know what was said about that.
But one more fea­ture cli­maxes ­Wright’s de­sign. In the upper right
cor­ner, just to the side of uncle and boy po­si­tioned to sur­vey their ­tracks,
is a large ­square. Stand­ing apart from the line of prog­ress and the em­
broid­ery of ad­ven­ture, it is more con­clu­sively solid than any of the other
forms. As the lines run­ning up the page are ­clearly an as­cent of the hill­
side, the ­square near its top is a house. In the 1870s, when this scene takes
place, there are no struc­tures, just a fa­vor­ite spot where young Frank
would sneak away to avoid work and enjoy the beau­ties of na­ture. In
1932, how­ever, a home does stand here, as it has since being built in 1911
and re­built in 1925. It is Ta­lie­sin.
If An Auto­biog­ra­phy would cod­ify Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s im­por­tance
to the world, it an­chors such im­por­tance not in the build­ings he would
de­sign, nor his ­ever-newsworthy ex­ploits, but ­rather on this hill­side where
he’d learn about life as a young­ster and then live it as a man striv­ing to
mas­ter his fate. Here he would build his ref­uge from the scan­dals of
Chi­cago, and re­build after trag­edy. From here he’d de­sign prom­is­ing
pro­jects in the 1920s—and when most re­mained un­funded and un­built,
he’d use his draft­ing room as a writ­ing stu­dio, pro­duc­ing the Archi­tec­
tu­ral ­Record se­ries of es­says and the lec­tures for Prince­ton Uni­ver­sity
and the Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago, with the lat­ter en­deav­ors pub­lished as
books. An Auto­biog­ra­phy was the ­world’s best ad­ver­tise­ment not just for
Frank Lloyd ­Wright but for Ta­lie­sin and all that could be done here.
And ­within the same year as its pub­li­ca­tion a Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship would
be ­formed, an under­tak­ing that not only gave the archi­tect his first ­stable
base in al­most ­twenty-five years but pro­vided sup­port for what would be
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a whole new life and ca­reer, the achieve­ments of which ex­ceeded even
his grand­est suc­cesses so far.
The ­hill-climbing epi­sode forms what ­Wright calls a Pre­lude to
Book One: “Fam­ily Fel­low­ship.” His sub­ti­tle an­tic­i­pates the Ta­lie­sin
Fel­low­ship, al­ready being ad­ver­tised, and the lit­tle ad­ven­ture ­serves as
an il­lus­tra­tion in mini­ature of what it will pro­pose as ped­a­gogy. But from
here the auto­biog­ra­pher moves into an ex­tended treat­ment of fam­ily
roots and ex­pe­ri­ences, with a much ­greater em­pha­sis on his ­mother’s
side. They are Welsh (his ­father is En­glish), and ­Wright be­gins with the
Welsh­man who with his wife and chil­dren im­mi­grated to the ­United
­States in 1844. More chil­dren would be born after they set­tled in Wis­
con­sin, so that the Lloyd Jones fam­ily had thir­teen mem­bers to take
pos­ses­sion of the Hel­ena Val­ley and re­name it after them­selves. Rich­ard
Jones was pa­tri­arch, and with Mary Lloyd as his wife the last names
were ­joined for the chil­dren to carry. Rich­ard was a ­farmer, and on Sun­
days a lay ­preacher. He had two gos­pels. One was the fam­ily motto of
“Truth ­against the World,” ex­press­ing the re­bel­lious side of his Uni­tar­ian
faith, a ­touchy issue both here and in Wales. The other was the gos­pel
of hard work, in which young Frank would be ­schooled until it hurt.
Yet ­Wright ­writes of his ad­mi­ra­tion for his grand­father, for teach­ing
how to “add tired to tired and add it again,” he notes in a ­phrase that
will be­come one of his fa­vor­ites, clear­ing the wild­er­ness and re­plac­ing it
with the best of human ­traits—or, as ­Wright ­phrases it, a “human smile,
where be­fore had been the Di­vine Coun­te­nance” (CW II: 107).
With ­Frank’s birth the fic­tion­al­iz­ing be­gins. He ­doesn’t name the
year, be­cause by 1932 he would be equiv­ocat­ing about it, list­ing 1869
in­stead of 1867. 1869 is the date in­di­cated on the ­marker above his grave
in the Lloyd Jones bu­rial ­ground—an empty grave, be­cause his body
would be ex­humed and cre­mated after ­Olgivanna’s death in 1985 and
the ashes mixed with hers at Ta­lie­sin West in Ar­i­zona. Nor does he
men­tion his mid­dle name: not “Lloyd,” as he would begin sign­ing it
after his ­parents’ di­vorce, but “Lin­coln,” in hom­age to the re­cently slain
pres­i­dent his ­father had ad­mired.
What he does say is crea­tive: that even be­fore his birth his ­mother
dec­o­rated the nur­sery with a set of en­grav­ings of En­glish ca­the­drals
from the pe­ri­od­i­cal Old En­gland. Were these il­lus­tra­tions pub­lished as
early as June 1867? Some say not. But the nur­sery hang­ings are part of a
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leg­end: not only did Anna know she was to have a boy, but she knew
he was des­tined to be­come a great archi­tect. Even more crea­tive, but
no less mov­ing, is a con­se­quence of his birth, which ­creates a rup­ture
­between his par­ents. The ­mother’s “ex­traor­di­nary de­vo­tion to the child
dis­con­certs the ­father,” who “never made much of the child, it seems.”
Anna loved ­William no less, the son avers, “but now loved some­thing
more, some­thing ­created out of her own fer­vor of love and de­sire. A
means to re­al­ize her vi­sion” (CW II: 109). This vi­sion is of an archi­tect
who will build beau­ti­ful build­ings, and to it she is un­com­monly de­voted.
To make this moth­erly de­vo­tion an even ­greater thing, ­Wright em­
broid­ers upon the ­straight line of the ­marriage’s prog­ress. It was a line
going down, not up—Anna Lloyd ­Wright and ­William Cary ­Wright
would di­vorce in 1885. ­Wright’s biog­ra­phers as­cribe the de­te­ri­ora­tion
to sev­eral fac­tors, from ­William’s po­si­tion as a ­widower with chil­dren
of his own for Anna to raise to ­Anna’s dis­plays of men­tal in­stabil­ity. In
Many Masks (1997, 33) Bren­dan Gill il­lus­trates the pa­thos of this first
sit­u­a­tion and the ter­ror of the sec­ond by quot­ing step­daugh­ter Eliz­a­beth
Ame­lia ­Wright’s un­pub­lished me­moir (de­pos­ited at the Iowa State
His­tor­i­cal So­ci­ety in Iowa City) de­tail­ing life in ­Anna’s house. But as
auto­biog­ra­pher ­Wright makes the bad con­di­tions all his ­father’s fault.
His de­scrip­tions of Anna being ­stunned by her ­husband’s de­ser­tion and
pin­ing for his re­turn until his death many years later are at odds with
fam­ily his­tory and the de­tails ­William ­Wright pro­vided to the court in a
di­vorce pro­ceed­ing (1884–1885) that Anna did not con­test (see Ap­pen­
dix). The un­cer­tainty con­tin­ues with Frank re­port­ing that it is his
­mother who asks for the di­vorce ­rather than his ­father, as court ­records
show. Of ­course a youth aged seven­teen can­not know every­thing about
such mat­ters, but as the ma­ture au­thor of these me­moirs ­Wright does
build a de­tailed case that fa­vors his ­mother. Why so? Per­sonal rea­sons
are just that, known only to Frank Lloyd ­Wright. But lit­er­ary anal­y­sis
of his rhet­o­ric sug­gests that it is to en­hance the sense of his ­mother giv­ing
spe­cial nur­ture to a child so he could be­come a great archi­tect. In other
words, he is fa­vor­ing him­self.
From this first sec­tion of Book One, “Fam­ily,” ­emerge spe­cif­ics of
this spe­cial child­hood. All con­spire to make a life of fic­tion from the
some­what slip­pery ma­te­ri­als of fact. There are the Froe­bel ­blocks that
­Wright him­self and count­less crit­ics af­ter­wards would de­scribe as a
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kin­der­garten for archi­tec­ture; it’s his ­mother who is cred­ited with dis­
cov­er­ing them at the Cen­ten­nial Ex­hi­bi­tion in Phil­a­del­phia (1876, when
her son was well past kin­der­garten age), while in fact his aunts Nell and
Jane, as pro­fes­sional pro­gres­sive ed­uc­ a­tors, would have known about
the Froe­bel ­System be­fore Anna. Story unity de­mands that its ­source be
the ­mother. There is the Lloyd Jones motto, “Truth ­against the World,”
and its as­so­ci­a­tion with not just the “unity” of all ­things in Uni­tar­ian­ism
but its work­ing out in “the transcen­den­tal­ism of the sen­ti­men­tal group
at Con­cord: Whit­tier, Long­fel­low, yes, and Emer­son, too” (CW II: 112).
Of these, only Emer­son was in Con­cord; “New En­gland” would be a
bet­ter cul­tural in­di­ca­tor, but that is where ­Frank’s ­father is from. ­William
Cary ­Wright did in fact pro­fess these same ­ideals—and as an or­dained
min­is­ter ­rather than lay ­preacher. But again nar­ra­tive co­her­ence asks that
they be as­so­ciated with the ­mother’s side of the fam­ily, read­ing this work
on the farm in Wis­con­sin. By this point it is ­hardly a “side” but has be­
come ­Frank’s sin­gle fam­ily, a sit­u­a­tion he ac­knowl­edges in life (though
not de­scribed in An Auto­biog­ra­phy) by chang­ing his mid­dle name from
the pa­ter­nally treas­ured “Lin­coln” to the “Lloyd” that had been ­adopted
for sim­i­lar rea­sons by his grand­father, Rich­ard Jones.
It is the Lloyd Jones fam­ily that both ­shapes young Frank as who he
is and ­prompts him to flee in favor of what he’d like to be­come. Boy­hood
sum­mers on the fam­ily farms pro­vide much good ma­te­rial and an­other
lit­er­ary as­so­ci­a­tion with ­nineteenth-century Amer­ica as cel­e­brated in
nov­els by Mark Twain and ­William Dean How­ells. Work­ing the ­fields
and tend­ing the an­i­mals are ­treated at ­length, the ­weight of at­ten­tion
meant to sug­gest the utter fa­tigue the child en­dured. He ­writes in such
de­tail for sev­eral rea­sons, not just ideal­iz­ing for­ma­tive ­forces of his youth
but en­joy­ing the fact that as he ­writes these fam­ily farms are being re­
or­ga­nized into the Ta­lie­sin es­tate—to be ­worked by ap­pren­tices wish­ing
to be cast in the mold of their great mas­ter. The cli­ché “gen­tle­man
­farmer” can be used to mock ­Wright’s ag­ri­cul­ture of the 1930s and 1940s.
He did not fight the image, but en­hanced it, once again mak­ing ­self-
dramatization an es­sen­tial part of life. When rid­ing equip­ment such as a
cul­ti­va­tor or road ­grader he’d wear (as al­ways) suit trou­sers, a fancy dress
shirt, neck­tie, and styl­ish hat. Pro­duce to be sold in Mad­i­son would be
taken there not by truck or wagon but in the trunk and ample back seat
of his car of the mo­ment: a Cad­il­lac Eight, a Pack­ard ­Twelve, a Lin­coln
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­ ephyr, or in the era’s su­preme ex­am­ple of auto­mo­tive lux­ury, a Cord,


Z
cus­tom ­painted in ­Wright’s sig­na­ture Cher­o­kee Red.
Even as work forms him, the boy is for­ever run­ning away. Uncle
James call­ing him to come back is fa­mil­iar, not just as the er­rant ­nephew
has ­slipped away to hide from work but when he’s wan­dered off men­tally
into a day­dream. These med­i­ta­tions, which take him away from tir­ing
labor, are an even more cru­cially for­ma­tive force. When not work­ing, he
is think­ing: how pas­tures are ­bathed in sun and rain, how trees stand
like build­ings more var­i­ous than in all forms of archi­tec­ture, and how
what gives human style to archi­tec­ture is the same as what gives char­ac­ter
to trees.
As the boy grows, a ­rhythm ­emerges from his ex­is­tence, with par­allel
­themes de­vel­oped from his lives in the city and on the farm. Mad­i­son,
his home dur­ing the ­school year, is a de­light of friend­ships, es­pe­cially
with young Robie Lamp. That Robie is crip­pled makes the af­fec­tion he
and Frank share all the more touch­ing. They are in­sep­a­ra­ble, shar­ing
the name “Fran­ken­rob” as they chris­ten the ­water-velocipede ­they’ve in­
vented. De­vour­ing the clas­sic lit­er­a­ture for boys, the two also ac­quire a
print­ing press and do their own small edi­tions. Sum­mers in the coun­try
in­volve Sun­days at the ­family’s gath­er­ing ­ground (where just be­fore his
de­par­ture for Chi­cago ­Wright will as­sist with the inter­ior de­sign con­
struc­tion of Unity ­Chapel in 1886). For every morn­ing of wor­ship (and
after­noon of pic­nick­ing with the clan, often num­ber­ing more than
­seventy) there would be six days of hard work dur­ing which Frank had
to de­vise imag­i­na­tive ­rhythms to ward off the monot­ony of rep­et­ i­tious
labor. Any task, he ­learns, can be made inter­est­ing by dis­cov­er­ing and
ex­ploit­ing such ­rhythm. The re­ward is con­fi­dence in one’s own ­strength
and phys­i­cal dex­ter­ity that is as nim­ble as his think­ing be­cause the two
are ­joined in a ­buoyant op­ti­mism that sees sun­shine fol­low­ing the rain
and suc­cess in the wake of fail­ure. All this de­rives, he ­senses, from the
bal­ance of nat­u­ral ­forces. Here may be the birth of the or­ganic as a work­
ing prin­ci­ple. The inter­ior sense of this bal­ance would be­come a re­li­gion
to the young man and serve as his place of ref­uge.
Study at the Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin would lead to ­deeper read­ing,
but out of class: Car­lyle, Ru­skin, Shel­ley, ­Goethe, Hugo, Blake. ­Wright
ex­ag­ger­ates his uni­ver­sity ca­reer—not grad­u­at­ing, as he ad­mits, but
com­ing much c­ loser to it than the truth, which in­volved ­courses taken
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over a few se­mes­ters. For him, ed­u­ca­tion was lit­tle more than emo­tional
dis­tress in which the inner mean­ing of any­thing never be­came clear. In­
stead, op­pres­sive and threat­en­ing rules and reg­u­la­tions did lit­tle but ham­
per him. What he ­learns as an as­sist­ant to Pro­fes­sor Allan D. Con­over,
who was in ­charge of con­struct­ing the new Sci­ence Hall tow­er­ing over
Park ­Street at the foot of Bas­com Hill, is more use­ful for what he will
do in life and for anec­do­tal ma­te­rial. One task was fit­ting steel clips to
the apex of roof ­trusses, which sends the young per­son climb­ing high
up ­through this ter­rify­ing for­est to re­trieve the clips that the work­men
had left dan­gling. This ­hardly ­seemed ed­u­ca­tional, he mocks. The scene
comes right after one re­peated from the Kahn lec­tures about wit­ness­ing
the col­lapse at the State Cap­i­tol with all the ter­ror of de­struc­tion and
hid­e­ous loss of life, a story told this time not as a warn­ing ­against false
or­na­men­ta­tion but for the grave re­spon­sibil­ity rest­ing on an archi­tect.
This re­spon­sibil­ity could be ­learned work­ing for a mas­ter, as young Frank
saw Pro­fes­sor Con­over, with an em­pha­sis on the ed­u­ca­tional value of
work it­self. Col­lege ­courses, on the other hand, dealt only with mass
pro­duc­tion, and ­Wright ­leaves the uni­ver­sity feel­ing ­betrayed by hav­ing
re­ceived so lit­tle of a true ed­u­ca­tion.
Three lines con­clude the “Fam­ily” sec­tion of Book One, each set for
em­pha­sis as a sep­ar­ate par­a­graph. The first ­states young ­Frank’s de­sire
for ­deeper knowl­edge. The sec­ond re­veals him as a sen­ti­men­tal­ist in
love with truth. Only the third ad­mits how ­tragic this sit­u­a­tion may be.
The an­swer to these re­grets comes in the next ­part’s title, “Fel­low­ship.”
­Sought be­yond the nat­u­rally ex­tended fam­ily of the Lloyd Jones clan
and the con­trived fam­ily of uni­ver­sity life, fel­low­ship is an ideal re­al­ized
in the un­like­li­est of ­places, Chi­cago. It is to this city that the young man
flees in 1887, hav­ing ­pawned his ­father’s ­finely bound cop­ies of ­Plutarch’s
Lives, ­Gibbon’s Rome, and sev­eral other books, plus the mink col­lar his
­mother had sewn into his over­coat. With just ­enough money for train
fare and a few days’ sup­port, he ar­rives at night in a teem­ing me­trop­o­lis.
It ­hardly pro­jects a warm­ing sense of fel­low­ship to the con­fused ­nineteen-
year-old from Wis­con­sin, who is see­ing ­electric ­lights for the first time
and get­ting him­self stuck on a swing ­bridge over the Chi­cago River.
The abun­dant sign­age is over­whelm­ing ­rather than help­ful, an ex­pres­
sive text that ­claims his eye for every­thing, de­mo­ral­iz­ing it with an ex­cess
of vi­sion. The next day he be­gins seek­ing work as a drafts­man, but finds
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none avail­able at ­present. Come back in a few ­months, he’s told—­hardly


a pos­sibil­ity for a youth fresh off the train with only a few dol­lars in his
­pocket. After four days of this he tries the of­fice of Jo­seph Lyman Sils­bee,
dis­guis­ing his re­la­tion­ship to one of ­Silsbee’s major cli­ents, the Rev­er­end
Jen­kin Lloyd Jones—hard to be­lieve, given that less than a year be­fore
the youth had as­sisted Sils­bee with the Unity ­Chapel for the Lloyd
Jones fam­ily. But the point isn’t cru­cial, for two rea­sons: ­Wright goes to
the Sils­bee of­fice as a last re­sort, not first, and once there his point of
con­tact is a fresh one, the young archi­tect Cecil Cor­win.
The re­la­tion­ship that de­vel­ops is both pro­fes­sional and per­sonal.
Cecil be­comes his new school­mas­ter and his in­te­gra­tion into the Sils­bee
firm is made ­easier by all that Cor­win ­showed him. Be­yond this they
are feast­ing on the ­city’s cul­tural de­lights. Cor­win has lent Frank ten
dol­lars to send to his ­mother so that Anna can learn not only where he
is but that he has ample em­ploy­ment. Frank is taken to see Uncle ­Jenk’s
new ­church, the con­struc­tion of which Cor­win is super­vis­ing; when the
uncle him­self is en­coun­tered, Cecil makes it clear that Frank is now his
ward, and not the ­family’s. ­Wright had in­deed left the “Fam­ily” of Part
One. How the “Fel­low­ship” of Book Two de­vel­ops is a happy story.
­Wright ­learns not only how it’s done in ­Silsbee’s of­fice, but how
there can be a bet­ter way as well. He ap­pre­ciates that the ­architect’s
pic­tu­resque com­bi­na­tions of Queen Anne and Shin­gle Style fea­tures
are a ­healthy ­contrast to the gim­crack­er­ies so prev­a­lent in this late
Vic­to­rian era, but also re­grets that his de­signs begin with an ex­te­rior
­sketch. This was just mak­ing pic­tures, ­Wright com­plains, with no per­ti­
nence to what was real in the build­ing. Nev­er­the­less, he ­adores Sils­bee
for his style that shows ­through his im­per­fect meth­ods. The young man
is ­struck by the ­elder’s som­ber mien with a hint of the ­tragic, the au­thor­
ity in his boom­ing voice. “I ­learned a good deal about a house from
Sils­bee by way of Cecil” (CW II: 152), he con­cludes.
Al­though pre­sented as an auto­biog­ra­phy, ­Wright’s nar­ra­tive owes
its form in these sec­tions to a lit­er­ary model, that of a Bil­dungs­ro­man,
the novel of young man­hood so pop­u­lar among ­nineteenth-century
Ro­man­tic writ­ers. ­Goethe’s The Ap­pren­tice­ship of Wil­helm Meis­ter is the
prime ex­am­ple, but well into Vic­to­rian days the style re­mained pop­u­lar,
as in ex­em­plars such as David Cop­per­field by ­Charles Dick­ens. In this
genre for­ma­tive in­flu­ence takes prec­e­dence, and so young Frank will
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spend time with Uncle Jenk as well. Here there is an­other “Fel­low­ship”
ad­van­tage. As one of the ­city’s most pro­gres­sive min­is­ters and a ­widely
read au­thor, the Rev­er­end Jen­kin Lloyd Jones would be meet­ing reg­u­
larly with other re­form­ers, in­clud­ing the ­like-minded lead­ers of other
­faiths and so­cial ac­ti­vists such as Jane Ad­dams. Uncle ­Jenk’s ­nephew
was wel­come at their din­ners and oc­ca­sions, get­ting an ed­u­ca­tion in the
age’s de­vel­op­ing ­thought. There were so­cial ac­tiv­i­ties for the con­gre­ga­
tion’s young peo­ple as well, and at one of them—a cos­tume party and
dance ­themed on Vic­tor ­Hugo’s Les Mis­ér­ables—Frank would meet his
fu­ture wife. The meet­ing makes for a good story, as the two lit­er­ally
bump heads dur­ing the ­evening’s ­lively com­mo­tion. The intro­duc­tion is
a fit­ting one, be­cause their re­la­tion­ship con­tin­ues as a se­ries of jolts.
Cathe­rine Tobin (from the south side neigh­bor­hood of Ken­wood, not
far from Uncle ­Jenk’s ­church) was just six­teen, and be­cause her par­ents
were not happy with ­Wright’s at­ten­tion they sent her off to Mack­in ­ ac
Is­land for three long ­months. He rails ­against the hy­poc­risy that would
honor Na­ture while for­bid­ding be­hav­ior that is ­plainly nat­u­ral. Anna
Lloyd ­Wright ob­jects as well, and her son re­sponds that all her ob­jec­tions
ac­com­plish is to make an in­no­cently nat­u­ral thing seem scan­dal­ous. But
his great­est dis­dain is for so­ci­ety it­self. In a mood that an­tic­i­pates the
de­fense he’d make ­twenty years later re­gard­ing his il­licit re­la­tion­ship
with Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney, a gen­u­ine scan­dal at the time, he sees
a plot to make the ­couple give up all they love in their re­la­tion­ship and
get mar­ried in­stead.
Frank and Cathe­rine do marry, mak­ing their home in Oak Park
while Anna and her two other chil­dren live in an older house next door.
­Wright’s in­come from Sils­bee had grown to a gen­er­ous eigh­teen dol­lars
per week, but for his new sit­u­a­tion he’d need much more. He’d find it
with a ­larger and more pros­per­ous firm, Adler and Sul­li­van, archi­tects
not of homes but prin­ci­pally sky­scrap­ers and pub­lic build­ings. Their
cur­rent pro­ject was the huge Au­di­tor­ium Build­ing on Mich­i­gan Av­e­nue.
It, to­gether with the oc­ca­sional com­mis­sions for ­houses the firm felt
­obliged to ac­cept from im­por­tant cli­ents, would be ­enough to keep a
tal­ented young man like ­Wright busy. He would rise ­quickly to be­come
de­signer Louis ­Sullivan’s chief as­sist­ant and ­second-in-command
(Dank­mar ­Adler’s re­spon­sibil­ity was en­gi­neer­ing), and to be val­ued so
­highly that the firm lent him the sub­stan­tial sum of five thou­sand dol­lars
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to build his own new home. Sul­li­van also re­quested a ­clause in the
­contract that ­Wright would not com­pete by de­sign­ing ­houses for oth­ers
on his own. This ­clause would soon be­come more im­por­tant than the
loan it­self.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s five years with Sul­li­van are what most schol­ars
and he him­self re­gard as the key to his archi­tec­tu­ral ed­u­ca­tion. An Auto­
biog­ra­phy sup­ports this fact not just by ­Wright’s tes­ti­mony but by the
con­text in which this as­so­ci­a­tion with Sul­li­van oc­curs. Louis Sul­li­van
was the most in­no­va­tive archi­tect of his day, pi­on­ eer­ing the no­tion that
“form fol­lows func­tion” by doing just what Sils­bee and other es­tab­lished
archi­tects were not doing: work­ing not from an ex­te­rior ­sketch but from
the in­side of a build­ing, de­ter­min­ing first its func­tion and from there
de­cid­ing its form. His mé­tier was the sky­scraper, a log­i­cal ­enough af­fair.
By trans­pos­ing this idea for de­sign to ­houses ­Wright would have more
to work with in terms of space and move­ment, even ­though the phys­ic­ al
scope was ­smaller.
Sim­ply meet­ing Sul­li­van takes ­Wright’s ­breath away, and the au­thor
of An Auto­biog­ra­phy does all he can to rep­li­cate that ex­pe­ri­ence for the
­reader. Hav­ing shown the man some of his own draw­ings, he is in­vited
to see the ­master’s—not from a port­fo­lio, but from his hand in ac­tion. As
the ses­sion con­tin­ues, Sul­li­van draws on, lost in him­self as the ­younger
man looks on, think­ing that as ­Silsbee’s touch was like corn ­brushed by
the wind, ­Sullivan’s was like a pas­sion vine in full bloom. What, ­Wright
won­ders, would his own touch be like some day?
­Wright de­vel­ops ­quickly under Sul­li­van. They work to­gether, and
af­ter­wards talk, often late into the night. The older man at times seems
to speak to him­self, or­ga­niz­ing his own think­ing, and in ­Sullivan’s mur­
mur­ing ­Wright hears his own newly ­formed sense of re­bel­lion ex­pressed.
For ­Wright, rad­i­cal means “of the root,” and so for him “re­bel­lion” in­
volves not an over­throw of every­thing but ­rather a re­course to es­sen­tial
na­ture, sim­ply dis­card­ing what has put it­self in the way. In this sense it
is as im­por­tant to learn whose work Sul­li­van val­ues. ­Though he has
con­tempt for most cur­rent archi­tects, he main­tains an imag­i­na­tive di­
alogue with the work of Henry Hob­son Rich­ard­son, as ev­i­denced by
the Au­di­tor­ium ­Building’s ­façade. He also likes John Well­born Root—
per­son­ally. Rich­ard­son and Root will be among the few prac­ti­tion­ers
for whom ­Wright will have kind words in com­ing years. But in An
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Auto­biog­ra­phy the young man can see his ­master’s lim­i­ta­tions as well.
For ex­am­ple, Sul­li­van had no inter­est in the ­machine’s im­pact on archi­
tec­ture, ­whether theo­ret­i­cal or prac­ti­cal. In l­arger terms, he cared only
for rules that would bear no ex­cep­tions, ­whereas ­Wright felt ex­cep­tions
were the key to prov­ing or dis­prov­ing rules. There is no feel­ing for the
na­ture of ma­te­ri­als that ­Wright would later cham­pion; but after all, Louis
Sul­li­van is de­sign­ing sky­scrap­ers and huge pub­lic build­ings at this time,
not Prai­rie ­Houses in which the in­ti­mate joys of life would be en­hanced
by art glass and nat­u­rally fin­ished wood. One won­ders what ­Wright
might think of ­Sullivan’s ­jewel-box banks in small towns scat­tered about
the Mid­west, but these would be from the ­master’s pe­riod of de­cline
be­gin­ning in the first ­decade and a half of the next cen­tury. At this point
in his me­moir, the au­thor wants to show Louis Sul­li­van at the ­height of
his pow­ers and at the peak of his suc­cess. Any­thing less would de­tract
from ­Wright’s own sense of im­por­tance.
There is fel­low­ship in ­Sullivan’s of­fice. When ­George Grant Elm­slie
joins it, ­Wright takes him to his side and forms the type of col­lea­gue­
ship he ad­mits he al­ways needs. ­George has his lim­i­ta­tions, some of
them phys­i­cal. But so did Robie Lamp. As Cecil Cor­win had be­friended
young ­Wright, so too does ­Wright be­friend the ­younger Elm­slie. In
time there will be a gre­gar­i­ous ­school of young archi­tects at work in
down­town Chi­cago, and soon after that ­Wright will at­tract the best of
the young­est ones to his own stu­dio in Oak Park. But that is in the fu­ture,
only an­tic­i­pated here, al­though the ­author’s sense of deep fore­shad­ow­ing
is in­es­ca­pable.
­Wright’s in­duc­tion into ­Sullivan’s of­fice hap­pens in the con­text of
spe­cific re­dis­cov­er­ies. The young man is read­ing Vic­tor Hugo again,
taken even more with the ­writer’s the­ory of how the lit­er­ary works
­against the archi­tec­tu­ral and how the Re­nais­sance was a sun­set, not a
dawn. He also ex­am­ines the Lloyd Jones fam­ily motto, “Truth ­against
the World,” in terms of God’s trust ­placed in hu­man­kind to do its best,
ac­cord­ing to what it ­thinks is best, and the rest be ­damned. With five
thou­sand dol­lars of the ­firm’s money in his ­pocket, he can sur­vey his
fu­ture Oak Park neigh­bor­hood with a rare ref­er­ence to ­thought from
the other side of his fam­ily. Walk­ing block after block of sub­ur­ban con­
struc­tion, he tries to under­stand the ­builders’ think­ing but fails to dis­cern
any­thing be­yond their empty forms, signs that are as mean­ing­less as the
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phan­tas­ma­goria of street­side ad­ver­tis­ing he’d en­coun­tered when first


ar­riv­ing in Chi­cago. Oak ­Park’s pro­gres­sion of mim­ick­ing ­styles lacks
even the fee­ble basis in mean­ing be­hind the com­mer­cial sign­age down­
town. ­Wright re­calls how his ­father de­plored sen­ti­men­tal­ity in music,
and won­ders if the same stan­dard might apply here.
The young archi­tect is can­did about what ­brings his as­so­ci­at­ ion with
Sul­li­van to an end—and can­did about how in the boot­legged ­houses he
had begun de­sign­ing he tried noth­ing rad­ic­ al and noth­ing that could be
fur­ther de­vel­oped, not be­cause of any se­crecy but be­cause his ­out-of-
office time was lim­ited. His side of the ar­gu­ment with Sul­li­van has merit,
for not only were the per­sonal pro­jects done on his own time, but Sul­li­van
him­self had asked ­Wright to work on the Charn­ley House (1891) after
reg­ul­ar hours. That had been ac­cept­able to both, as the firm could ­satisfy
a ­friend’s de­sire for hous­ing (not a Sul­li­van spe­cialty) while ­Wright could
ex­peri­ment with ideas such as the dec­o­ra­tive value of a plain sur­face,
some­thing a bit rad­i­cal and cer­tainly an in­no­va­tion that could be de­
vel­oped, as it would be in the Win­slow House (1894), ­Wright’s first pub­
li­cally rec­og­nized in­de­pen­dent com­mis­sion. But Sul­li­van is in­censed
at the di­vi­sion of inter­est; all of his ­employee’s en­er­gies, no mat­ter how
bound­less, ­should re­main ­within the firm. Be­cause it is the ­firm’s loan
of five thou­sand dol­lars that has let ­Wright build his own home (with
draft­ing room) right in the cen­ter of all this moon­light­ing ac­tiv­ity, Sul­li­
van feels jus­tified in re­fus­ing to re­lease the prom­is­sory note, even ­though
­Wright has by now re­paid it (al­beit with boot­leg­ging in­come). At this
­Wright quits. Sul­li­van is wrong, he in­sists. But so is he him­self, prob­ably
more so, he ad­mits.
Here a struc­tu­ral link makes its point by jux­ta­po­si­tion ­rather than
cau­sal de­vel­op­ment, a re­min­der that the ­author’s man­ner of ­thought is
more spa­tial than lin­ear. The tech­nique is ef­fec­tive, as it lets him rest an
in­dict­ment that logic alone might not ­achieve. ­Wright’s ac­count moves
di­rectly from his ­breakup with Louis Sul­li­van to set­ting up a house­hold
with Cathe­rine. “Archi­tec­ture was my pro­fes­sion,” he ­states ­firmly.
“Moth­er­hood be­came hers.” If this seems a blunt and even cold way to
begin his ac­count of his mar­riage, it is noth­ing com­pared to the next
sen­tence, set off as a par­a­graph: “Fair ­enough, but it was di­vi­sion” (CW
II: 177). The term is not a com­mon one for re­la­tion­ships, but is un­com­
fort­ably fa­mil­iar in con­text—in the sec­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy just
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con­cluded Louis Sul­li­van has used this same term to end his own re­la­
tion­ship with Frank Lloyd ­Wright. “I won’t tol­er­ate any di­vi­sion under
any circum­stances” (CW II: 175), the mas­ter has said. Be­cause of ­Wright’s
moon­light­ing a di­vi­sion ex­ists, and hence his as­so­ci­a­tion with the firm
is ter­mi­nated. Using the same term for his mar­riage ac­knowl­edges that
fam­ily life will not work out, the blame laid at ­Catherine’s feet for her
own ma­ter­nal moon­light­ing. It can be pre­sumed that An ­Autobiography’s
read­ers know all about Mamah, sen­sa­tional as the ­events eigh­teen years
be­fore had been; even more no­to­ri­ous were the ­widely pub­li­cized in­
volve­ments with the two other women that fol­lowed. But no one could
ap­pre­ciate the in­side story of ­Frank’s life with his first wife, his first
love, un­less he would tell it now. And so he does, with full dis­clo­sure of
its rea­son for dis­so­lu­tion right up front.
Chil­dren dom­i­nate the story. To Frank, they are an amus­ing di­ver­
sion. He de­lights in their ram­bunc­tious­ness, and likes tell­ing sto­ries of
­client inter­views being inter­rupted and stu­dio busi­ness being dis­tracted
by ur­chins peek­ing ­through the door. They can do this be­cause the Frank
Lloyd ­Wright Home and Stu­dio are in­ge­ni­ously ­joined by a pas­sage­way
that en­com­passes a liv­ing tree the archi­tect could not bear to cut down.
In­tru­sions are wel­come not just for ­Wright’s sense of the ri­dic­u­lous but
be­cause he ­really does want his chil­dren to grow up in beau­ti­ful, stim­u­
lat­ing sur­round­ings. But in time the two re­spon­sibil­ities begin to com­
pete. He can­not es­cape being an archi­tect, and that job over­pow­ers the
role of being a ­father, much as he never felt close to his own.
Book One con­cludes with a con­fes­sion of ­self-indulgence, in the
be­lief that if one con­cen­trated on the lux­u­ries of life the ne­ces­sities would
take care of them­selves. ­Wright is hon­est about the price for this, as a
stag­ger­ing $850 gro­cery bill is being com­pounded at 25 per­cent inter­est.
He rec­og­nizes the ex­pense and vows to do bet­ter by the pro­vid­ers who
have ­trusted him. But this ­pledge does not last, and once again ne­ces­sities
fall vic­tim to the lux­u­ries he could not do with­out.
Al­though he has ­jumped ahead of ­strict chro­nol­ogy to tell of the
play­room (1895) and stu­dio (1898) ad­di­tions and all six of his chil­dren
(the last born in 1903), ­Wright marks the tran­si­tion from Book One to
Book Two as 1893. This sec­ond book is ti­tled “Work,” and 1893 is when
he left Adler and Sul­li­van to begin prac­tic­ing on his own. But it is also
the year of the Co­lum­bian Ex­po­si­tion, a fate­ful year (as he would rue it)
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when his ­country’s cul­ture sur­ren­dered to the ­falsely clas­sic. It is when


the prin­ci­pal archi­tect of this pro­ject, Dan­iel Burn­ham, of­fers ­Wright a
free ed­u­ca­tion in Eu­rope fol­lowed by a part­ner­ship in his firm (made
avail­able by the death of John Well­born Root, him­self a lead­ing prac­ti­
tioner). 1893 also marks the early de­sign phase of the Win­slow House
(1894), a struc­ture that would put ­Wright on the path to­ward con­ceiv­ing
the fun­da­men­tals of the Prai­rie House as built in the com­ing ­decade. All
this he views as a chal­lenge and more, as ­Burnham’s offer puts noth­ing
less than his free­dom at risk.
Once again ­Wright be­gins a book of his Auto­biog­ra­phy with an inter­
face of lan­guage and graph­ics. Writ­ing about ag­ri­cul­tu­ral field­work as a
meta­phor for his archi­tec­tu­ral tasks, he draws an­other page di­vider to
dis­play the struc­ture he has in mind: a flat zig­gu­rat of ­right-angled turns,
tight lines sug­gest­ing the plow­ing pat­tern of a ­farmer in his field, con­
tin­u­ing as if to fill the page until an ob­sta­cle is en­coun­tered, di­vert­ing
the ­plough’s path. This di­ver­sion not only de­parts from the pat­tern of
tight right an­gles but also cuts ­across the bor­ders that frame the field;
it de­parts from the de­sign en­tirely, caus­ing the frame it­self to head off
to­ward parts un­known. As with the vari­a­tions ­Wright as a boy made on
his Uncle ­John’s ­steady line of prog­ress, these graph­ics sug­gest what
­Wright will be doing now: mak­ing not a de­vi­a­tion but an out­right
de­par­ture.
The first de­par­ture is from the ca­reer track ­Chicago’s ­powers-that-
be have set for him. If ­Burnham’s offer is too good to be true, ­Wright’s
po­lite re­fu­sal of it is flab­ber­gast­ing. His ex­pla­na­tion has sub­stance: he
can’t run away from his coun­try, be­cause he can’t run away from him­self.
The two need each other, es­pe­cially now, with the ­pseudo clas­si­cism of
the Co­lum­bian ­Exposition’s White City hav­ing set ­American archi­tec­
ture back fifty years, as Louis Sul­li­van was com­plain­ing. To leave now
would break faith with him­self and with his coun­try—a re­min­der that
­Wright is for­ever iden­tify­ing him­self with the ­United ­States, and vice
versa.
­That’s the first de­par­ture, a tak­ing leave of of­fi­cial Chi­cago for a
path of his own to­ward a ­uniquely ­American archi­tec­ture. The Win­slow
House is a sec­ond de­par­ture, one for which he is rid­ic­ uled, and also one
from which he has to step back a bit to de­sign a super­fi­cially more tra­di­
tional home for neigh­bor Na­than Moore. A third in­volves de­sign­ing
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the “Romeo and Ju­liet” wind­mill (1896) for his ­aunts’ Hill­side Home
­School. His un­cles mock the plan, swear­ing it won’t sur­vive the first
­strong wind. (It did, and ­stands today.) A ­fourth de­par­ture is man­dated
when he adds the Stu­dio to his Oak Park Home, ig­nor­ing log­ic­ al con­
struc­tion in order to pre­serve the won­der­ful old wil­low tree that has
­shaded the house. But ­Wright’s major de­par­ture of these early years in
pri­vate prac­tice is his dis­gust with the na­ture of con­ven­tional home
de­sign and his de­ter­mi­na­tion to build the Prai­rie House.
Be­cause his ac­count of this de­vel­op­ment has al­ready taken anec­do­tal
form in the ­fourth of his Kahn lec­tures, “The Card­board House,” de­tails
of its in­cep­tion and de­vel­op­ment come eas­ily, as does the in­spi­ra­tion of
the ­prairie’s hor­i­zon­tal ap­peal as first de­scribed in his open­ing lec­ture to
the Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago in Oc­to­ber of 1930. It is inter­est­ing to note
that ­Wright’s pres­en­ta­tion is much the same: for stu­dents at Prince­ton,
for a cul­tural au­di­ence in Chi­cago, and for the ­mass-market read­ers of
An Auto­biog­ra­phy. Such is the co­her­ence of his ar­gu­ment and the sim­ple
com­mon sense of its under­ly­ing prin­ci­ples. Plas­tic­ity, con­ti­nu­ity, an en­
tire build­ing grow­ing like a plant in na­ture, free to be it­self—it all seems
so sim­ple, even ob­vi­ous. ­Wright’s de­par­ture from the prac­tice of the day
is “rad­i­cal” in the way he pre­fers to use that word, as re­lat­ing to the root
of a thing. Of all his de­par­tures, this is the most ac­cess­ible one, ded­i­
cated as it is to human use and com­fort.
Will this last de­par­ture from the fraud­u­lent ex­cesses of pop­u­lar
de­sign in favor of a ­comfort-enhancing and ­spirit-lifting sim­plic­ity be
suc­cess­ful? It de­pends upon the readi­ness of cli­ents to throw off in­hi­bi­
tions and em­brace the new. They can ex­pect to en­coun­ter trou­ble at the
saw­mill for their lum­ber and at the bank for their fi­nanc­ing, as a Prai­rie
House fits none of the norms. For the archi­tect, each pro­ject is a new
ex­pe­ri­ence, and to em­pha­size this ­Wright fol­lows up his ex­pla­na­tion
of the Prai­rie House with ac­counts of his two ­larger struc­tures from
this pe­riod, the Lar­kin Build­ing (1903) and Unity Tem­ple (1904). His
task with the for­mer is to de­sign an en­vi­ron­ment in­su­lated from the
­pollution-filled train yards sur­round­ing it. The ­larger de­sign finds power
in sim­plic­ity, es­pe­cially that of the ­straight line and flat plane that put
power to pur­pose, much as does the ocean liner, air­plane, and auto­mo­bile
(though the stream­lined ex­am­ples of each are cur­rent to 1932, not 1903).
Me­chan­ic­ ally, the key has been to sep­ar­ate the ­stairs from the cen­tral
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block, let­ting them func­tion as ven­ti­la­tion. In the Lar­kin pro­ject, char­ac­


ter and ­beauty be­come one.
Char­ac­ter and ­beauty also meld in Unity Tem­ple, ­though its build­ing
ma­te­rial calls for a dif­fer­ent way of work­ing out this prin­ci­ple. Built
with ­poured con­crete, it ­relies on four ­free-standing ele­ments to carry
the over­head struc­ture, as the archi­tect puts it. Note his care­ful ­choice
of words. Not “hold up the roof,” for ­what’s above seems to float of its
own vo­li­tion, flood­ing the room with bright­ness from its large sky­light.
Con­gre­gants have ­praised this sense of spir­i­tual up­lift, while ac­knowl­
edg­ing the Uni­tar­ian sense of com­mu­nity ­that’s en­hanced by seat­ing
not just on the floor in front of the pul­pit but in the gal­ler­ies ­closely
­ranked on three sides with or­gan­ist and choir be­hind. ­Rather than the
tra­di­tional ­church and stee­ple, ­Wright has ­seized upon his own ­faith’s
man­ner of wor­ship that ­places its trust in hu­man­kind on Earth in­stead
of fret­ting over a ­heaven about which noth­ing can ­really be known. In­
stead of build­ing a tem­ple to God, he ­builds one to man, where hu­man­
kind can study it­self for God’s sake. A room pro­por­tioned to this pur­pose
could be made beau­ti­ful in the sim­ple sense of hav­ing a nat­u­rally built
struc­ture for a nat­ur­ al pur­pose.
The min­is­ter is lib­eral, the con­gre­ga­tion is pro­gres­sive, and so the
archi­tect chal­lenges them to use their imag­i­na­tion, al­ly­ing it with his
own—and he is, after all, a mem­ber of this ­church. But he will have
noth­ing to do with com­pe­ti­tion. As he had ­warned the young men of
archi­tec­ture lis­ten­ing to him at the Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago, any such
con­test sim­ply av­er­ages out the av­er­ages to set a ­greater me­di­oc­rity. For
Unity Tem­ple he does have to deal with a build­ing com­mit­tee, but he
knows that its head is a me­chan­i­cal en­gi­neer and in­ven­tor, crea­tive in all
pur­suits—an image of the typ­ic­ al ­Wright ­client, which in fact he was—
and that one such ­bright per­son in ­charge is all ­that’s ­needed to push
­things past any ob­struc­tively dull or­gan­iza­tion.
­Wright takes this op­por­tu­nity to add ­thoughts about the sug­ges­tive
na­ture of geo­met­ric ­shapes and the pos­i­tive ben­efi ­ ts of brood­ing over
them for long pe­ri­ods be­fore pick­ing up his in­stru­ments and get­ting to
work. Unity Tem­ple is a good ex­am­ple for read­ers to have be­fore them
so that these pro­cesses can be­come ev­i­dent. Be­fore it ex­isted, there was
no clear an­a­log in the his­tory of re­li­gious struc­tures that could sug­gest
how it would turn out. There was no style to be cop­ied. What did exist
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was the ­square or cube, with its sug­ges­tion of in­teg­rity, as op­posed to


other ­shapes in na­ture such as the cir­cle or ­sphere (in­fin­ity), the ­straight
line of rec­ti­tude, and the ­triangle’s as­pi­ra­tion. As ­shapes, they are the
basis of or­ganic de­sign and con­struc­tion. But first comes ­thought—lots
of it, at all times of day and night, until the plan is fully en­vi­sioned.
Only then can it be drawn.
­Wright is proud­est of Unity Tem­ple when it ­achieves a har­mony of
the whole, a true chal­lenge to an archi­tect when work­ing with the di­verse
func­tions of dif­fer­ent ­masses. From it all ­emerges the soul of a de­sign, a
liv­ing motif that con­veys a sense of the in­side be­com­ing the out­side in a
way that not only suits the ­room’s pur­pose but makes a sig­nif­i­cant archi­
tec­tu­ral state­ment. It is note­worthy that as many pages in ­Wright’s Auto­
biog­ra­phy have been given to Unity Tem­ple as to the Prai­rie House—
­partly be­cause the archi­tect has ­spoken about the lat­ter in his re­cent
lec­tures, but ­mostly be­cause it and the Lar­kin Build­ing were gar­ner­ing
at­ten­tion in Eu­rope. For the mem­oir­ist, Eu­rope is the next des­ti­na­tion
in the se­ries of de­par­tures that have char­ac­ter­ized Book Two.
“The ­Closed Road” is ­Wright’s head­ing for the sec­tion that fol­lows
his de­scrip­tion of how vis­it­ing pro­fes­sor Kuno ­Francke has ­prompted
­Wright’s ­travel to Eu­rope and prep­ar­a­tion of a mono­graph of his com­
plete work with the Ger­man pub­lisher Ernst Was­muth. In Frank Lloyd
­Wright: Eu­rope and Be­yond (1999) An­thony Alof­sin has es­tab­lished that
­Wright’s Ger­man con­tact was not ­Francke but ­rather Bruno ­Möhring;
in any event, the ­forty-two-year-old archi­tect has ­reached a crit­ic­ al
point in his life, one he as­so­ciates with the de­par­ture from Wis­con­sin
for Chi­cago that in­itiated Book Two. The ab­sorb­ing in­itial pe­riod of
his work has ended, he ­writes of 1909; weari­ness has set in. As on the
farm dur­ing his boy­hood, he has been over­worked, add­ing tired to tired.
See­ing no way out, he wants sim­ply to get away from his life in the Oak
Park Home and Stu­dio. The log­i­cal di­rec­tion for ­flight is to Ger­many,
where more ar­tis­ti­cally ap­peal­ing work on the Was­muth port­fo­lio ­awaits
him.
Eu­rope may pro­vide the dis­tance from re­spon­sibil­ity he ­craves, and
which he has not found in Oak Park. He de­scribes how most days at
four ­o’clock he takes off on his young black sad­dle horse for spir­ited
rides ­across the prair­ies north of Oak Park, with ­pauses for out­door
read­ings of Walt Whit­man (the poet of un­fet­tered ex­u­ber­ance—and of
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can­did sex­u­al­ity). ­Wright re­calls his con­stant hun­ger, all his life, for
such pleas­ures: rid­ing, swim­ming, danc­ing, skat­ing, om­niv­o­rous read­ing,
and music. In a cu­ri­ous aside, he men­tions how mo­tor­ing, a new ex­u­ber­
ance, had be­come “a dis­tur­bance of all val­ues, sub­tle or ob­vi­ous, and it
­brought the dis­tur­bance to me” (CW II: 219). Dis­tur­bance? He turns at
once to “Do­mes­tic­ity,” pro­fess­ing love of chil­dren and home but hav­ing
a need for free­dom that was ­greater. He asks for a di­vorce. Cathe­rine
asks him to wait a year. He does, to no avail. And so to clar­ify his ideal
he com­poses a brief state­ment with the head­ing So­ci­ol­ogy: A “Tract,” in
which he spec­ifies three prin­ci­ples for an hon­est re­la­tion­ship ­between
the sexes: that mar­riage per se is slav­ery, that love is not prop­erty, and
that chil­dren don’t need le­gal­ities of le­git­im
­ acy.
All be­cause of the auto­mo­bile? ­Wright is as­sum­ing, cor­rectly, that
read­ers will catch his im­pli­ca­tion. It is now 1932; the Roar­ing Twen­ties
had loos­ened the last re­straints of Vic­to­rian mo­ral­ity and set young
peo­ple free, the mo­bil­ity for which was as com­mon as the ­homely Ford
Model T and as racy as the Stutz Bear­cat. As al­ways, Frank Lloyd ­Wright
has been ahead of his time, spend­ing the first ­decade of the twen­ti­eth
cen­tury tear­ing up Oak Park with the ­suburb’s first ­high-powered
road­ster. And he ­hasn’t been alone. There is no men­tion of it here, but
­friends and neigh­bors had been scan­dal­ized not just by his wild driv­ing
but by his com­pan­ion­ship for these rides: Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney,
the wife of a ­client. In a tem­po­ral and spa­tial jump ­worthy of mo­vie­
mak­ing, ­Wright ­creates a mon­tage by shift­ing ­scenes com­pletely, to a
lit­tle villa ­perched above ro­man­tic Flor­ence in ­quietly charm­ing Fie­sole.
He names the place to in­voke its his­tory as a shel­ter from do­mes­tic woes,
ask­ing how many oth­ers have ­sought ref­uge here and an­swer­ing with
an ex­cla­ma­tion point. For now, he does not name Mamah, but it is her
­shared pres­ence ­that’s im­por­tant in this re­bel­lious act. The two are there
not for sex, and only by way of love; it is an ideal that has taken them
from their fam­i­lies and ­brought them here.
The de­par­ture is one he as­so­ciates with his ear­lier move from Wis­
con­sin to Chi­cago, taken res­o­lutely in the same faith. Now the lan­guage
and graph­ics that began Book Two be­come clear, and dem­on­strate the
spa­tial di­men­sion of ­Wright’s think­ing. The ­strict ­right-angled turns
that con­sti­tute field­work have been his pre­vi­ous de­par­tures: from
Mad­i­son to Chi­cago, from Sils­bee to Sul­li­van, from Sul­li­van to his own
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prac­tice, from the boot­legged pro­jects to the Prai­rie House, and so


forth. In sum, they have ­created an es­tim­able body of work, a bril­liant
ca­reer; al­beit one that now frus­trates him. Ob­sta­cles have been met and
over­come, but in com­par­i­son to what has just hap­pened they are no more
trou­ble­some than turn­ing a team to keep the plow­ing on track. Now,
how­ever, some­thing much ­greater has been en­coun­tered, and the line
of de­vel­op­ment can no ­longer stay where con­ven­tion would man­date.
In­stead, it ­crosses sev­eral fram­ing boun­dar­ies until the frame it­self is
­broken, open­ing to an in­fin­ity the archi­tect is eager to ex­plore.
The hea­ven­li­ness of life in the villa above Flor­ence tran­si­tions to
Ta­lie­sin. “Work, life, and love to be trans­ferred to the be­loved Val­ley”
(CW II: 222) is how ­Wright put it, as­so­ciat­ing his move back ­across the
At­lan­tic with his ­grandfather’s em­i­gra­tion not just to this same hill­side
but to the idea of Amer­ica it­self. ­Wright’s move will re­spect that hill­
side, his home be­com­ing of it and not on it. There it will com­bine stone
and wood of the re­gion, with walls and chim­neys hav­ing their rock faces
ex­posed and fac­ing out­wards, as if in na­ture it­self. And also like na­ture,
it will never be fin­ished. About Ta­lie­sin the mem­oir­ist can be rhap­sodic,
call­ing it a house of the North that seeks fel­low­ship with its sur­round­
ings, as open as a camp­site to the ­breeze. The pic­ture ­Wright draws of it
is a liv­ing por­trait, em­ploy­ing as many ­senses as prac­ti­cal to phys­i­cally
in­volve the ­reader, just as the au­thor feels the ­home’s pres­ence. Show­ers
would make music on its roofs while broad eaves shel­ter open win­dows
from the rain. Only at the end of this de­scrip­tion, which con­tin­ues for
quite a few pages, does ­Wright men­tion the one thing that will break
the har­mony. “No one feel­ing the re­pose of its ­spirit could be­lieve in the
storm of pub­lic­ity that kept break­ing out­side,” he re­marks, “be­cause a
kin­dred ­spirit—a woman—had taken ref­uge there for life” (CW II: 229).
This is the only men­tion of Mamah since the “work, life, and love”
ref­er­ence that has begun the sec­tion on Ta­lie­sin so many pages be­fore.
After it, there comes the ac­count of ­Wright’s work in Chi­cago on
Mid­way Gar­dens, ­filled with as many busi­ness de­tails as archi­tec­tu­ral
notes. In the midst of it comes an­other ­guarded ref­er­ence to Mamah,
who is still un­named: the phone call with its news of the trag­edy at
Ta­lie­sin. Will he speak ­frankly of Mamah Borth­wick Che­ney now? No,
not until an­other two thou­sand words cov­er­ing the sub­se­quent his­tory
and fail­ure of the Gar­dens. Is this a jar­ring di­gres­sion from chro­nol­ogy,
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a re­fu­sal to face the trag­edy, or—at worst—a sug­ges­tion that Frank


Lloyd ­Wright’s work is more im­por­tant to him than his ­partner’s life?
Not at all. En­cour­ag­ing a sen­si­tive and sym­pa­thetic re­sponse, he ­prompts
his read­ers with in­fer­ences ­within the ­memoirist’s re­quiem for Mid­way
Gar­dens:
What they might have been had the Gar­dens found in Chi­cago a true
mate and help meet? They would still be more won­der­ful, cov­ered with
the climb­ing ivy which the ­scheme ­craved with a nat­u­ral hun­ger. Arch­ing
trees ­massed about the walls, the lit­tle sig­nif­i­cances in the empty ­places
that had ­longed for them all those years and that would have been like
a happy glint in the eyes. The whole sol­idly built place would now be
pol­ished, mel­lowed, en­riched by years of good care, hal­lowed by pleas­ant
as­so­ci­a­tions—a proud pos­ses­sion for any great city. (CW II: 239)

In writ­ing this epi­taph for Mid­way Gar­dens—­opened in 1914,


aban­doned in the 1920s, and de­mol­ished in 1929—­Wright is per­son­ify­ing
his crea­tion. The build­ing is fem­in ­ ine; in re­gret­ting its con­ver­sion into a
dance hall, he has de­cried the sight of “a dis­tin­guished beau­ti­ful woman
­dragged to the level of a pros­ti­tute” (CW II: 238). But that is just a par­allel.
His clos­ing words are much more per­sonal, look­ing into a fu­ture which
could not hap­pen, to years that never came with their ­growth of ivy and
ma­tur­ity of trees. It’s a heart­break­ing trib­ute. Only after it is de­livered,
with re­spect for a pro­ject that in the hands of oth­ers went wrong, does
­Wright re­turn to the sub­ject of his 1914 tele­phone call with the news that
Mamah, her two chil­dren, and four oth­ers had been mur­dered and the
res­i­den­tial wing of Ta­lie­sin ­burned to the ­ground.
­Wright’s de­scrip­tion of what he found is mov­ing. His last act is
­cutting the flow­ers from his ­lover’s gar­den to fill her cas­ket, which he,
his son John, and two help­ers lower into the grave. He then asks them
to leave, as “I ­wanted to fill the grave my­self.” He ­leaves it un­marked.
“Why mark the spot where des­ol­a­tion ended and began?” A grave­stone
may not name her, but An Auto­biog­ra­phy fi­nally does; in this last bit of
nar­ra­tive he ut­ters her first name.
Na­ture can be mer­ci­ful as well as cruel, and in time ­Wright heals.
Sol­ace is found in re­build­ing Ta­lie­sin, but also in look­ing East—to the
Far East, Japan. Again, for the pur­pose of his ­book’s (if not his ­life’s)
co­her­ence, Frank Lloyd ­Wright sim­plifies the order of de­vel­op­ment.
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His inter­est in Japan has pre­dated his ­flight to Eu­rope, his con­struc­tion
of Ta­lie­sin, and his work on Mid­way Gar­dens, not to men­tion the
mur­ders and fire. Yet he saves men­tion of Jap­a­nese art and cul­ture until
after the ­events of 15 Au­gust 1914. The im­pli­ca­tion is that these inter­ests
are part of his re­build­ing, part of his re­in­ven­tion of him­self in the wake
of trag­edy and de­struc­tion. In truth, his inter­est in Jap­a­nese ­prints had
gen­er­ated sev­eral es­says in the wake of his 1905 visit. And as for the
Im­pe­rial Hotel com­mis­sion, his trip to Tokyo in 1913 with Mamah was
to bar­gain for it. For the ar­ti­fi­cial his­tory of An Auto­biog­ra­phy, how­ever,
the se­quence is this: Mamah is ­mourned, Ta­lie­sin (now ­called Ta­lie­sin
II) is re­built, and the Was­muth port­fo­lio makes its im­pact. After all this
comes the call to build the Im­pe­rial Hotel and ­Wright’s first dis­cus­
sion of Jap­a­nese life. Once again the ­author’s life story is ar­ranged with
an eye to deep char­ac­ter­iza­tion and ­strong the­matic de­vel­op­ment—in
other words, ac­cord­ing to the stan­dards of good fic­tion.
As with his treat­ment of the Prai­rie House, ­Wright’s ex­ten­sive com­
men­tary on Japan over the first three ­decades of the cen­tury al­lows the
in­formed ­reader to ob­serve what ­Wright now con­sid­ers cru­cial ­enough
to be in­cluded in his me­moir. The first point the archi­tect men­tions is
how the Jap­a­nese print suc­ceeds at elim­in ­ at­ing the in­sig­nif­i­cant, a pro­
cess he notes in his own work with the com­mence­ment of in­de­pen­dent
prac­tice. Hence the ­prints are not an in­flu­ence but ­rather a par­allel ex­
am­ple of ­shared ­ideals. Those same ­prints have led him to con­sider
Japan as the most ar­tis­tic coun­try on earth, be­cause its art is in­dig­e­nous,
or­ganic, and one with the na­ture in which it was pro­duced. This intro­
duc­tory the­sis, ­stated so di­rectly, is a con­clu­sion to­ward which ­Wright
had ­worked his way over much time and writ­ing. Here it ­serves as a
help­ful guide to the im­por­tance of what fol­lows: the Jap­a­nese home as
a tri­umph of elim­i­na­tion and sim­plic­ity (achieved by stan­dard­iza­tion), a
nat­u­ral­ness and quiet dig­nity of con­duct among the peo­ple, and a clean
hon­esty of ex­pres­sion in their re­li­gion.
At this point, be­fore his nar­ra­tive about de­sign­ing and build­ing the
Im­pe­rial Hotel, ­Wright ­brings up an­other point of his­tory: his re­la­tion­
ship with Mir­iam Noel. Just as Mamah had been as­so­ciated with the cruel
fail­ure and ul­ti­mate de­struc­tion of Mid­way Gar­dens, Mir­iam is al­lied
with work on the hotel and with a spe­cific as­pect of Jap­a­nese cul­ture
as well. That as­pect is part of an­other jer­e­miad ­against con­ven­tional
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mar­riage and cel­e­bra­tion of the ­sounder eth­ics ­grounded in hon­esty that


an open re­la­tion­ship de­mands. Its cor­ol­lary is the an­cient Jap­a­nese cul­
ture of the courte­san. She is not im­mo­ral, he ­argues, only un­mo­ral. Un­
mo­ral, but def­i­nitely sen­sual. Sur­vey­ing a print of courte­sans in their
glory, ­Wright ob­serves how those de­picted are not ­dressed in the ­proper
sense but just robed, im­ply­ing that they can be­come un­robed as eas­ily
as the model for Mid­way Gar­dens ­slipped out of her ­one-piece gar­
ment. Mamah, we know, has been iden­tified with Mid­way Gar­dens—
in­clud­ing its dem­o­li­tion. Now Mir­iam is intro­duced in the nar­ra­tive
com­pany of Jap­a­nese courte­sans, so ap­peal­ing in the ­prints ­Wright loves
and in the cul­ture he ad­mires. Yet for all of ­Miriam’s ap­peal, there is a
hint of the un­hap­pi­ness to come. Can what is “nat­u­rally sor­did be made
beau­ti­ful?” he asks. “Prob­ably not—we shall see” (CW II: 256).
The ­author’s trou­bles with Mir­iam Noel, who had intro­duced her­
self just ­months after the Ta­lie­sin trag­edy, de­velop in Japan (where she
has ac­com­pa­nied him as his mis­tress) and con­tinue for the next ­decade.
Even with this in mind, ­Wright ­argues for the key dis­tinc­tion, claim­ing
that for Jap­a­nese courte­san cul­ture (and by im­pli­ca­tion his life with
Mir­iam) as long as the “ ‘moral’ ele­ment that could make it bes­tial was
lack­ing” the af­fec­tion could be pure (CW II: 258). Again, think­ing like
the in­no­va­tive archi­tect he was, ­Wright priv­i­leges the ­higher prin­ci­ple
of eth­ics over mo­men­tary con­tri­vance, es­pe­cially that of what he else­
where calls the mob. With Mamah, the sen­sa­tion­al­is­tic press had intro­
duced the moral ele­ment, scan­dal­iz­ing and sham­ing their love. In the
case of Mir­iam, that mo­ral­iza­tion would come from her, and she would
rally not just the press but also the po­lice, FBI, and im­mi­gra­tion au­thor­
ities to pun­ish ­Wright for his sub­se­quent re­la­tion­ship with Ol­gi­vanna
be­gin­ning in 1924.
The Im­pe­rial Hotel it­self is dealt with con­cisely, with the em­pha­sis
on why his de­sign sur­vived both the in­itial se­vere earth­quake (dur­ing
con­struc­tion) and the later cat­as­trophic one on the day of its for­mal
open­ing. ­Wright ­starts with the prin­ci­ple that the quake by na­ture is a
force that can­not be met by any­thing ­within human power. But na­ture
has pro­vided a rem­edy as well, sixty to ­seventy feet of soft mud lying
be­neath eight feet of soil. The build­ing, he sug­gests, can be ­floated on
this mud. Just as ­Wright’s think­ing has bal­anced one nat­u­ral prin­ci­ple
with an­other, struc­ture it­self will com­bine ten­sion and flex­ibil­ity by
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means of a can­ti­lever. In terms of its foot­print, the build­ing is di­vided


into parts so that each can move in­de­pen­dently if ­forced. Jap­a­nese and
West­ern labor prac­tices are com­bined. ­Wright con­cludes his ac­count
­proudly, cit­ing the 13 Sep­tem­ber 1923 tele­gram fol­low­ing the mas­sive
earth­quake: “Hotel ­stands un­dam­aged as mon­u­ment of your gen­ius.”
For once, he notes, it is good news that is flash­ing ­around the world.
Next comes Cal­i­for­nia, where the story is less re­ward­ing. ­Wright
be­gins un­char­ac­ter­is­ti­cally by mak­ing ex­cuses and de­scrib­ing fac­tors
work­ing ­against him. Years of ef­fort in Tokyo have de­pleted him.
­Stricken with fever, he was ­nursed back to ­health by his ­eighty-year-old
­mother who ­crossed the Pa­cific to aid him—in the pro­cess driv­ing away
Mir­iam Noel and the last of that do­mes­tic re­la­tion­ship. Work on the
Hol­ly­hock House com­mis­sion com­petes with fin­ish­ing up the Im­pe­rial
Hotel in Tokyo; when he has been able to re­turn for state­side vis­its,
mat­ters at Ta­lie­sin in Wis­con­sin often com­mand his at­ten­tion. Heir­ess
and pa­tro­ness of the arts Aline Barns­dall is her­self not only ­strong-willed
and in­de­pen­dent, but is given to even more inter­na­tional ­travel than
­Wright. De­scribed as a rest­less ­spirit com­pelled to tra­verse the globe,
“she would drop sug­ges­tions as a ­war-plane drops bombs and sails into
the blue” (CW II: 271). Con­se­quently ­Wright is ­forced to build the house
by tele­graph, as it were, as far as any re­la­tion­ship with the ­client was con­
cerned. Her peo­ple are hard to work with, but it is no ­easier to del­e­gate
au­thor­ity to his own ­on-site as­so­ciates, Ru­dolf Schin­dler and ­Wright’s
son Lloyd. If the ­memoirist’s ac­count of Japan had ended with a tri­umph
over dis­as­ter, his pre­lim­i­nar­ies about work­ing in Cal­i­for­nia pre­pare
read­ers to ex­pect the worst.
How sym­pa­thetic, then, will the read­ers be when ­Wright be­gins his
ac­count of de­sign­ing Hol­ly­hock House (1917) with a sigh of envy for
Bach, Mo­zart, and the other mas­ters of clas­si­cal music. Like him, they
would con­cen­trate on crea­tion. But with that done, the com­pos­ers ­lifted
the baton and di­rected the or­ches­tra to play. What a joy to have so many
fin­gers ready to pro­duce ex­actly what was in­tended on in­stru­ments
fash­ioned for that pur­pose. ­Wright has en­joyed sim­i­lar sup­port in
Tokyo, hav­ing the ad­van­tage of draw­ing his de­sign next door to where
it would be built, and ­within a few days see­ing that de­sign take ob­jec­tive
form—ex­e­cuted by not just a thou­sand fin­gers but by al­most that many
work­ers.
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He won’t have that ad­van­tage in Los An­geles, but the ideal per­sists,
sus­tained by a clev­erly ex­tended meta­phor, the au­thor per­form­ing with
lan­guage as he does with archi­tec­tu­ral de­sign. As a sym­phony is an ed­i­
fice of sound (so his ­father ­taught him), ­Wright feels archi­tec­ture ­should
be sym­phonic. He cites the ro­manza of music, the free­dom to make one’s
own form, gov­erned only by the ­musician’s sense of pro­por­tion. ­There’s
a mys­tery to it, a feel­ing to the work that over­pow­ers any in­di­ca­tions of
how it was made. ­Change the aural to the vis­ual and the ro­manza seems
pos­sible for archi­tec­ture.
De­spite all the ob­sta­cles to his work, ­Wright con­cludes with a feel­ing
of suc­cess, just as the ­reader feels re­warded by fol­low­ing his meta­phor
this far. In Hol­ly­hock House atop Olive ­Hill’s ­thirty-six acres set in
Hol­ly­wood and over­look­ing much of Los An­geles he has made a house
that is ­site-specific, as nat­u­ral to Cal­i­for­nia as Ta­lie­sin is to Wis­con­sin.
His ro­manza ex­ploits the fact that archi­tec­ture em­ploys a math­e­mat­i­cal
co­or­di­na­tion of form, a form that in the Barns­dall home adds to ­straight
line and flat plane an in­teg­rity of or­na­ment that ­creates a ­rhythm for it
all. Weary of duty, he con­sid­ers work on the house a hol­i­day, and in this
sense it has ­turned out well. His play with the music of ­poetic form de­
lights the ­client to the point that she ac­cepts it as a sym­phony.
Then come the trou­bles, ones that mu­si­cal com­pos­ers never face
­thanks to the ex­is­tence of ­proper or­ches­tras. Here is where the meta­phor
de­lib­er­ately ­breaks down. The contrac­tor ­should have been a com­pe­tent
con­cert­mas­ter, but he can read noth­ing be­yond the av­er­age score. ­Wright’s
as­so­ciate Ru­dolf Schin­dler takes the ­client’s side in most de­bates, while
at the same time claim­ing to be in ­charge of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s of­fice
when the man is ab­sent. ­Wright ob­jects that he him­self is his of­fice. To
top it off, for rea­sons the archi­tect pro­fesses not to under­stand, Aline
Barns­dall views the fin­ished house and de­cides to give it all away, keep­ing
just the an­cil­lary res­i­dence for the time being and leav­ing the ­larger the­a­
ter com­plex un­built. Yet the de­signer re­grets noth­ing.
In­stead, he is on to an­other Cal­i­for­nia in­no­va­tion, the ­textile-block
house. Its basis lies in the plas­tic­ity of con­crete, a ma­te­rial per­fect for
show­ing the imag­i­na­tion at work. ­Wright’s idea is to weave ­blocks of it
to­gether with steel rods, the lat­ter for warp and the for­mer for woof.
Re­call­ing how he had used ­blocks in a tex­tured way for the upper walls
of Mid­way Gar­dens, he rea­sons that by elim­i­nat­ing the mor­tar joint he
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can make the en­tire fab­ric me­chan­i­cal. In the pro­cess, he could do away
with ­skilled labor, some­thing al­ways seen as a cost men­ace. The ­medium’s
light­ness and ­strength ­prompt a meta­phor that typ­i­cally ­stretches the
dis­tance ­between tenor and ve­hi­cle. Steel is a spi­der, he sug­gests, spin­
ning a web an­chored in ce­ment. The means are plas­tic, and thus they
in­sure that the pro­cess is or­ganic.
The re­s ults would in­c lude one of Frank Lloyd ­W right’s most
beau­ti­ful res­i­dences, La Mini­atura, the Alice Mil­lard House (1923) con­
structed in Pa­sa­dena. As op­posed to the pop­u­lar local Mis­sion Style, in
La Mini­atura ­Wright seeks some­thing gen­u­inely ex­pres­sive of south­ern
Cal­i­for­nia. Be­cause his ­client has only ten thou­sand dol­lars for the
pro­ject, the archi­tect satis­fies her de­sires for spa­cious liv­ing and din­ing
rooms by plac­ing one atop the other. This ­un-Wrightian ver­ti­cal­ity be­
comes an or­ganic fac­tor when an­other ­cost-saving fac­tor is intro­duced,
in the form of an oth­er­wise un­sale­able lot ­wedged in a pre­sum­ably un­
build­able ra­vine. La Mini­atura will rise from the gar­dens of this ra­vine
like the tall eu­ca­lyp­tus trees ­beside it, ­Wright en­vi­sions. From in­side
the build­ing bal­co­nies look out on na­ture and ter­races would lead down
to it. Even the un­used front of this lot beau­tifies the area, pro­vid­ing
gar­den space for the happy neigh­bors. As with his other homes in the
hills above Los An­geles, ­Wright’s clas­sic hor­i­zon­tal line would be in­ap­
pro­pri­ate to the land­scape here. But given his so­lu­tion of ver­ti­cal stack­
ing, a new kind of ar­tistry be­comes pos­sible. Cro­chet­ing with ma­sonry,
as he sees it, al­lows a great va­riety of ­beauty, so much of it that he for­
gets that the house be­longs to some­one else. Whose is it, in terms of art?
Pal­la­dio, Bra­mante, San­so­vino, and oth­ers were sculp­tors, but here he
can be a ­weaver. That is in­deed a more com­mon­place form of ex­pres­
sion, but who knows what may fol­low from it.
The ­Storer, Free­man, and Ennis ­Houses (1923) fol­low in quick
order. In them view­ers see the same lyr­i­cism with tex­tile ­blocks and
­stacked lev­els, cli­max­ing with the mas­sive home for ­Charles Ennis set
near the top (but not atop) the steep rise of the Los Feliz neigh­bor­hood
tow­er­ing over Hol­ly­wood and Los An­geles ­proper. The struc­ture is as
note­worthy a fea­ture as the huge sign ­spelling Hol­ly­wood and the dome
of the Grif­fith Ob­ser­va­tory. Peo­ple in the city see it every day, and
movie au­di­ences know it as the set­ting for any num­ber of pop­u­lar films
such as Blade Run­ner and An In­con­ven­ient Woman, not to men­tion such
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­ rive-in fare as The Howl­ing II: Your Sis­ter is a Were­wolf. As such,


d
­Wright could con­sider his at­tempt to build the char­ac­ter­is­tic Cal­i­for­nia
house a suc­cess, as from the ro­manza of Hol­ly­hock and the lyr­i­cism of
La Mini­atura to the em­i­nence of Ennis his archi­tec­ture has be­come an
icon for the area, ex­tended by for­mer as­so­ciates and ap­pren­tices such as
Rich­ard Neu­tra and John Laut­ner. He ­proudly men­tions that the great­est
suc­cesses of his ca­reer have been those when he was at a dis­ad­van­tage,
par­tic­u­larly when time, place, and circum­stances inter­sect with his own
­faults. But ­whether it be Alice ­Millard’s ra­vine or Aline ­Barnsdall’s per­
son­al­ity, ­Wright could be at his best. When chal­lenged, he notes, it is
­easier to stay alert. But the area can ­present only a few op­por­tu­nities like
La Mini­atura and Hol­ly­hock House. Local prac­tice fa­vors cheap ex­pe­di­
ence and quick sales. To stay would sub­ject his work to these in­dig­nities,
as every­one is ded­i­cated just to get­ting by. And so he gets out, head­ing
back to Ta­lie­sin for work on the pro­jects (most of them un­built) that
would round out the 1920s.
Book Two of An Auto­biog­ra­phy con­cludes with a re­prise of is­sues
from the Kahn lec­tures given at Prince­ton and pub­lished the year be­fore
as Mod­ern Archi­tec­ture. But as with ma­te­rial from the ear­lier es­says,
­Wright now ­weaves it all to­gether in an anec­do­tal man­ner that em­pha­
sizes his con­tin­u­ing pro­fes­sional ­growth. The “glass sky­scraper” de­signed
in 1924 (but never built) for the Na­tional Life In­su­rance Com­pany in
Chi­cago ­adapts the can­ti­lever prin­ci­ple of the Im­pe­rial Hotel to the
tow­er­ing of­fice build­ing. This new style of sky­scraper is de­scribed with
the same sen­su­ous de­tails as he sum­moned for his lis­ten­ers at Prince­ton.
His old mas­ter Louis Sul­li­van ad­mires the plan, giv­ing ­praise the ­younger
archi­tect loves to re­peat: that Sul­li­van never could have done it by him­
self, but that ­Wright could not have done it with­out Sul­li­van. Ta­lie­sin
burns again, and is once again re­built (1925). Its price­less art col­lec­tion
has been once more de­stroyed, but these are ob­jects that live on in him
and in the work he does. Louis Sul­li­van dies, and is re­mem­bered in the
text. Ol­gi­vanna ar­rives, and he loves her. Ta­lie­sin and what re­mains of
­Wright’s prac­tice are saved by in­cor­po­ra­tion and the inter­ven­tion of
­friends. Mir­iam uses all as­pects of civil and crim­i­nal law to pur­sue and
ha­rass him, and even­tu­ally she dies. He can mourn only what he could
re­mem­ber of what had once been a re­mark­able woman who for fif­teen
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years “had been going up in flame, sel­dom know­ing real rest un­less by
some ar­ti­fi­cial means” (CW II: 322).
As ­Wright pre­pares to turn the page of this sec­tion ­called “Work” he
­pauses to ap­pre­ciate the scar­let sumac of au­tumn, and the seeds of the
fu­ture that lie per­fected in hang­ing fruit. Book Three, ti­tled “Free­dom,”
­causes the ­reader to won­der if, given his age, a win­ter­time of re­tire­ment
beck­ons. In­stead, it is free­dom from some­thing that ­Wright ap­pre­ciates;
free­dom from con­fu­sion and tur­moil. The trou­ble and con­fu­sion he
al­ludes to con­cern, most re­cently, the dif­fi­cul­ties in for­mal­iz­ing his re­la­
tion­ship with Ol­gi­vanna. But one can ­hardly for­get the two ­decades of
wild dis­rup­tion that began with the ­flight from his fam­ily and pe­riod of
com­pan­ion­ship in Eu­rope with Mamah in 1909. ­There’s an im­plicit
re­min­der of this when the Wend­ingen vol­ume of 1925 ­brings back what
the archi­tect had taken ­abroad, to­gether with the archi­tec­ture now
being im­ported from Eu­rope as the Inter­na­tional Style—as ­though any
re­duc­tion to style could not be of­fen­sive, he notes. Book Three con­cludes,
not that many pages later, with an ex­plicit re­mem­brance of a ­lonely
night in Paris, just three weeks after aban­don­ing his wife and chil­dren.
And so it is rea­son­able to con­sider that ­Wright sees him­self in 1927 (as
he dates the start of Book Three) emerg­ing from a sub­stan­tial pe­riod of
grief. With all such dis­trac­tion re­moved, crea­tiv­ity re­surges as new goals
can be seen ­clearly. He has ­brought it all back home in order to start
again. Could Frank Lloyd ­Wright have fore­seen at this point how a
sec­ond ca­reer, even ­greater than his first, would de­velop? The en­ergy for
it is cer­tainly there.
The third book of ­Wright’s auto­biog­ra­phy is brief, about ­one-third
the ­length of ei­ther of the pre­vi­ous parts, as if the ­writer were eager to
get on with the fu­ture. Its struc­ture also wel­comes the re­vi­sions and sub­
stan­tial ad­di­tions to come in the 1943 edi­tion. There are some top­ics to
intro­duce, oth­ers to re­view. New on the ­agenda is Ar­i­zona, which the
archi­tect and his wife have dis­cov­ered when help­ing with the Ar­i­zona
Bilt­more Hotel and Cot­tages (1927) and plan­ning the San Mar­cos in
the ­Desert re­sort (1929, pro­ject). Ta­lie­sin West (1937) is still in the fu­ture,
but the Oc­a­tilla ­Desert Camp (1928) had been built and is al­ready in
de­te­ri­ora­tion as other quar­ters are used for tem­po­rary oc­cu­pa­tion. The
es­sen­tials of ­Wright’s ­desert vi­sion are al­ready in place, in­clud­ing the
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two prin­ci­ples he would cite fre­quently in com­ing years: the sa­guaro


cac­tus as an ex­am­ple of re­in­forced con­struc­tion, and the ­straight line of
the prai­rie here be­com­ing the dot­ted line of the ­desert.
As al­ways, what ­Wright ­builds for him­self comes clos­est to re­al­iz­ing
his ­thoughts. Oc­a­tilla ­Desert Camp, its ­spelling ­changed from con­ven­
tion to suit his fancy, is made of cab­ins ­grouped like giant but­ter­flies
con­form­ing to the out­crop­pings of rock that de­fine the land­scape out­
side of Chan­dler, Ar­iz­ ona. A zig­zag of box­board walls con­nect them.
Roof­ing is of can­vas, and can be ­opened to make the struc­tures look like
sail­ing ships. When ­stretched over­head, the can­vas dif­fuses the light
that makes the ­thought of any­thing more ­opaque de­press­ing. That the
­Wrights and their forth­com­ing Fel­low­ship would soon be spend­ing half
of each year in the Ar­i­zona ­desert is no sur­prise.
A sec­tion on “The Uso­nian City” ­raises ex­pec­ta­tions of Broa­da­cre
City (1934 and af­ter­wards, as a dem­on­stra­tion pro­ject). But Broa­da­cre
must wait for the ­Fellowship’s labor (and res­i­den­tial ex­am­ple). At this
point in the first edi­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy the au­thor sim­ply draws,
at ­length and in de­tail, on his sky­scraper lec­ture to the stu­dents at
Prince­ton. Once again he re­tells the his­tory of civ­il­iza­tion, con­clud­ing
that what first made the city nec­es­sary is now chok­ing it to death. Sky­
scrap­ers have been de­vised only as a way of avoid­ing the prob­lem, in the
pro­cess mak­ing the ex­ploi­ta­tive prac­tices of land­lords all the worse. But
there is hope in sight. Al­though Broa­da­cre City it­self is not yet pro­posed,
cer­tain fea­tures of it that were intro­duced at Prince­ton are re­peated
here. High­ways will be de­signed with the care and art of archi­tec­ture,
car­ry­ing peo­ple from the ­city’s con­ges­tion to free­dom far­ther out. De­
cen­tral­iza­tion will be fa­cil­i­tated by an in­no­va­tive road­side ser­vice sta­tion
that pro­vides for peo­ple as well as for auto­mo­biles. Chain merc­hand­iz­ing,
home en­ter­tain­ment cen­ters, and ­travel it­self not as a mat­ter of com­
mut­ing but as ­holiday-making to what he calls auto­mo­bile ob­jec­tives—
all these ele­ments fore­cast in the Kahn lec­tures are re­peated here, and
re­ap­pear as key parts of the Broa­da­cre City plan the Fel­low­ship will help
to com­plete.
New to those who have been fol­low­ing ­Wright is his man­ner of pre­
sent­ing the St. ­Mark’s Tower. Ear­lier de­scrip­tions had em­pha­sized the
­clever way of fi­nanc­ing such a pro­ject; here the focus is on its prom­is­ing
de­sign with ­straight lines and flat ­planes char­ac­ter­is­tic of the ma­chine
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age serv­ing as out­line in­stead of mass. Un­like the dark stone cav­erns of
­today’s cit­ies, ­Wright’s struc­ture will ben­e­fit from its prin­ci­ple of de­sign,
which opens it­self to light. ­Thanks to its can­til­ev­ ered con­struc­tion, the
tower can be nar­rower with­out sac­ri­fic­ing in­side space, which means
the build­ing can be set back from the ­street, al­low­ing a ­park-like set­ting.
The re­sults are spec­tac­ul­ar; ­Wright pic­tures it as a spi­der spin­ning its
web of steel to en­mesh clear, trans­lu­cent, and col­ored glass. The ir­i­
des­cence of this fab­ric is set ­against the blue sky above and green­ery
below, every­thing shim­mer­ing with light. Like the beau­ti­ful pres­en­ta­
tion draw­ings Mar­ion Ma­hony did in the Oak Park Stu­dio ­thirty years
be­fore, ­Wright’s de­scrip­tion ­creates a vivid im­pres­sion. His words use
their so­nor­ity—re­flected, re­fracted—to mimic the lush­ness of vis­ual ef­fect.
Col­ors cas­cade off the page. As in a draw­ing, the pas­sage it­self has a spa­
tial unity, be­gin­ning with the ­structure’s ­park-like set­ting and re­turn­ing
there after the build­ing has risen in all its splen­dor.
Book Three moves to its close with a ­grab-bag of top­ics. In Chi­
cago, where his work is on ex­hibit at the Art In­sti­tute, a “tall hand­some
woman came to­ward me smil­ing. A ­moment’s hes­i­ta­tion and I rec­og­
nized Cathe­rine” (CW II: 352). En­coun­tered in the gal­lery amid sam­ples
of his work from ear­lier days, she is a re­min­der of his youth. Now re­
mar­ried, un­seen by ­Wright for fif­teen years, she is a pleas­ant sight,
look­ing young and happy. They con­tinue ­through the ex­hibit to­gether,
re­call­ing the works that ­emerged from the stu­dio ad­ja­cent to their home.
­Wright is happy to be loyal to his work, and also de­lights that Cathe­rine
re­mains loyal to one she has loved: him.
A few minor mat­ters fol­low, as if the au­thor is put­ting off the con­
clu­sion to An Auto­biog­ra­phy. ­There’s a squab­ble in Mil­wau­kee about the
­city’s clas­si­cally in­spired court­house de­sign, and more squab­bling in
Chi­cago over how its up­com­ing ­world’s fair, “A Cen­tury of Prog­ress”
(1933), s­ hould be rep­re­sented in archi­tec­ture. ­Wright ad­vo­cates for the
free­dom he finds in the hor­i­zon­tal, re­peat­ing fa­mil­iar ar­gu­ments that
now seem to carry on a bit be­yond their ef­fec­tive­ness in ear­lier es­says
and lec­tures (and which had their say again in Book Two). Fi­nally, with
an ad­mis­sion that auto­biog­ra­phies are at their ­truest ­between the lines,
he gets to the point he prob­ably has been con­sid­er­ing since de­scrib­ing
his re­cent meet­ing with Cathe­rine—so many mem­o­ries that his mind
can ­scarcely con­tain them, even as they mock his at­tempts to do so.
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The mem­o­ries in­volve his dis­tance from the chil­dren. One fea­tures a
­lonely night at a café in Paris, just a few weeks after leav­ing home. He’s
too mis­er­able to eat or drink, but hopes to find sol­ace lis­ten­ing to the
or­ches­tra. But when the cel­list be­gins play­ing ­Simonetti’s Mad­ri­gale
­Wright can­not help but re­call how his son Lloyd per­formed this piece
as a fa­vor­ite, some­times in a duet with his ­father on piano. In an­guish,
­Wright ­leaves to wan­der the ­streets for hours. An­other takes place in
more set­tled times, dur­ing the first two years at Ta­lie­sin. On busi­ness
trips to Chi­cago the archi­tect would go to Oak Park after dark to as­sure
him­self all was safe and se­cure. The scene is set in ­single-sentence par­a­
graphs to en­hance its poig­nancy, one each for the win­dow light and the
­children’s ­voices, the ­sounds of the piano, their sing­ing, and their calls.
Re­lieved, ­Wright would turn away and re­turn to the city. An­guish in
Paris, re­lief in Oak Park—both emo­tions are en­hanced by their night­
time set­ting with the ac­com­pa­ni­ment of music, so im­por­tant in Frank
Lloyd ­Wright’s life. A third mem­ory con­cerns his lit­tle daugh­ters. He
re­mem­bers so much, he ad­mits, that end­ing his book could be a prob­lem.
There­fore he de­cides to will­fully for­get what he meant to write. An
Auto­biog­ra­phy thus ends with a clo­sure to the sense of mem­ory and a
cel­e­bra­tion of the ­present, which is hap­pen­ing these days at Ta­lie­sin.
“Ta­lie­sin!” ­Wright ex­claims, in a sen­tence that would sub­se­quently
typ­ify his de­vo­tion to this house: “When I am away from it, like some
rub­ber band, ­stretched out but ready to snap back im­me­di­ately the
pull is re­laxed or re­leased, I get back to it, happy to come home again”
(CW II: 377). Sud­denly, even ­abruptly, the past—be­fore it can be­come
cloy­ing—is re­placed by the ­present. ­Wright as al­ways is care­ful to make
the ­reader’s mood match his own. Once Ta­lie­sin West was es­tab­lished
in 1937, this ­contrast would de­fine the dual na­ture of ­Wright’s re­gional
al­le­giances. Here in 1932 he is al­low­ing for the fact that as he has ­travelled
­widely in the past, the fu­ture may well hold sim­i­lar temp­ta­tions. Through­
out the vol­ume, ex­pe­ri­ences have ­called him away at times, but the
home place has been the cen­ter of his faith since he chose it as such in
1911. No mat­ter that the past might call, such as the mem­o­ries in these
last few pages of fam­ily life in Oak Park “when I would have given all
that I had lived to be able to live again” (CW II: 376). As his story
­closes, Frank Lloyd ­Wright is again liv­ing in his be­loved Ta­lie­sin, with
Ol­gi­vanna and their lit­tle daugh­ter, Io­vanna, and pre­par­ing for the next
phase of his ca­reer.
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An Auto­biog­ra­phy ap­peared in the ­spring of 1932. By Oc­to­ber, its first


fruit was being ­brought to Ta­lie­sin in the per­sons of ­twenty-three peo­ple,
one as old as ­thirty-one but most of col­lege age, who would be the first
mem­bers of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship. In­no­va­tive in form and idea­lis­tic
in its goals, the Fel­low­ship would in fact be the most prac­ti­cal under­
tak­ing of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s life. For the next ­twenty-seven years—to
the end of his life—it would give him some­thing akin to the sup­por­tive
struc­ture he so en­vied mu­si­cal com­pos­ers hav­ing in their or­ches­tras:
hun­dreds if not thou­sands of fin­gers eager to do his work. In­itially ­twenty-
three but at times as many as sixty or more ap­pren­tices were for ­Wright
what he him­self had been for Louis Sul­li­van, the pen­cil in his hand. In
the best of times, this re­source would allow ­Wright to pro­duce hun­dreds
of de­signs, some­times doz­ens at the same time, well be­yond the out­put
of a con­ven­tion­ally or­ga­nized stu­dio. In the lean years of the De­pres­sion
that ­marked its be­gin­nings, the Fel­low­ship would pro­vide the ­Wrights
with in­come, as each Fel­low paid $675 in an­nual tui­tion. In ad­di­tion,
their ­course of study in­cluded such sup­pos­edly en­rich­ing tasks as con­
struc­tion work and ag­ri­cul­tu­ral and do­mes­tic labor. They would learn
by doing and be­come archi­tects from the bot­tom up, ac­tu­ally build­ing
their draft­ing stu­dio and liv­ing quar­ters ­around them and keep­ing the
vast es­tate run­ning. For much of this, Ol­gi­vanna de­serves the ­credit,
just as it was her en­cour­age­ment that had set ­Wright to work on An
Auto­biog­ra­phy sev­eral years be­fore. A pros­pec­tus cir­cu­lated to col­leges
and uni­ver­sities in the sum­mer of 1932 had got the word out, and sev­eral
of the ap­pren­tices had ­learned of ­Wright from news­paper ac­counts of
his work and his ear­lier pub­li­ca­tions. But most were drawn by the book
it­self, ei­ther read­ing it (as did Edgar Tafel) or hav­ing its ideas rec­om­
mended by a par­ent (as hap­pened with John Laut­ner, whose ­mother
had read ­Wright’s me­moir).
Frank and Ol­gi­vanna had seen the need for some­thing like the
Fel­low­ship sev­eral years be­fore, and had ­sought the aid of ­friends and
sup­port of other in­sti­tu­tions (such as the Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin) in
set­ting up some type of ­school in the old Hill­side ­School quar­ters. Dis­
cus­sions be­gin­ning in 1928 led to a pre­lim­i­nary bro­chure ­printed and
cir­cu­lated in 1931, “The Hill­side Home ­School of the Al­lied Arts.”
­Grander in scope than the Fel­low­ship, the ­school would in­clude not
just archi­tec­ture but paint­ing, sculp­ture, pot­tery, glass­work, metal­work,
dance, and drama. His­tory and phi­lo­so­phy would con­trib­ute to the
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s­ tudents’ round­ing as well. Read­ing the bro­chure today, in light of


how the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship would be re­con­ceived the fol­low­ing year,
il­lus­trates what the ­Wrights con­sid­ered es­sen­tial.
Fore­most is the need for a cul­ture “above the mat­ters of be­hav­ior,
com­merce, in­dus­try, pol­i­tics, and an un­sure taste for ob­jets d’art.”
­Wright ­sounds a bit like Sin­clair Lewis and H. L. ­Mencken when he
­grounds his case with Lon­doner C. R. ­Ashbee’s com­ments made while
vis­it­ing Chi­cago, that the great Mid­west­ern city was aes­thet­ic­ ally ugly.
Ash­bee is an­swered by a local “Cap­tain of In­dus­try” to the ef­fect that
the vis­i­tor may be right, that “Chi­cago isn’t much on Cul­ture now . . .
maybe. But when Chi­cago gets after cul­ture, ­she’ll make Cul­ture hum”
(CW III: 40, el­lip­sis in orig­i­nal). ­Rather than mock this bois­ter­ous
American­ism, ­Wright sec­onds it, al­beit in a more thought­ful man­ner.
Cul­ture is in fact bound up with com­merce and in­dus­try, and for this
very rea­son can­not be made to hum at will when peo­ple are fi­nally
ready for it. It is there all the time. The issue is ­whether it is ­treated well
or ­poorly. At the Hill­side Home ­School of the Al­lied Arts it will be
han­dled as it ­should be, as both a foun­da­tion for human ac­tiv­ity and a
super­struc­ture for its re­fine­ment. Only then will ­American cul­ture truly
“hum.”
Spe­cif­ics fit the ­Wright doc­trine. ­American cul­ture needs to be
au­then­tic, not bor­rowed from Eu­rope, and or­ganic, grow­ing nat­u­rally
from ­within, ­rather than being ap­plied from with­out. ­There’s ideal­ism
that the pro­ject must help build a na­tion in which every­thing con­trib­utes
not just to its ­wealth but to its in­teg­rity, all in ­greater ser­vice to the human
­spirit. Even the ma­chine must be used not just pro­duc­tively but for this
­greater prin­ci­ple. ­Wright has a sound prop­o­si­tion to make. Archi­tec­ture
will be the cen­ter of his pro­posed ­school, with the fine arts as di­vi­sions
of it, but the in­dus­trial arts—­glass-making, pot­tery, tex­tiles, and such—
will ben­e­fit from $150,000 sub­si­dies from the re­spec­tive in­dus­tries the
­school’s work­shops serve. These com­pa­nies would in turn be able to
pur­chase de­signs and offer em­ploy­ment to stu­dents as ap­proved by the
di­rec­tor. In­tel­lec­tual prop­erty, ded­ic­ a­tion of tal­ent—these con­sid­er­a­
tions read like terms in a busi­ness ­contract, which is what the doc­u­ment
is. As for what the Hill­side work­shops pro­duce, that can be sold at
mar­ket, ­likely to net $50,000 each year. ­Wright de­scribes them as ar­tis­ti­
cally at­trac­tive and use­ful be­yond com­mon stan­dards, as their de­signs
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would be not only in­no­va­tive but based on the in­form­ing prin­ci­ple of


or­ganic de­sign as ex­e­cuted by ma­chine. As an op­er­a­tion, the ­school’s
books will bal­ance, all the way down to the cost of “feed­ing 124 peo­ple
for one year at 26¢ a day each” be­yond what farm pro­duc­tion pro­vides
(CW III: 47). Farm pro­duc­tion? Yes, this ­bottom-line prac­ti­cal­ity re­sults
from an­other ideal, that the ­school be lo­cated out in the coun­try, where
the ­quieter rural en­vi­ron­ment and rig­or­ous out­door work raise the ­spirit
and mo­rale to be crea­tive when work­ing in­doors.
Al­though the Great De­pres­sion would make com­mer­cial sup­port
im­pos­sible, and de­spite the fact that on his own ­Wright could not sup­
port the ac­tiv­i­ties of seven in­dus­trial arts ­schools (each with a res­i­dent
mas­ter, who would have to be ­housed and paid), the most im­por­tant
as­pects of the Hill­side Home ­School of the Al­lied Arts are re­al­ized in
the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship. Archi­tec­ture does of ­course re­main the cen­tral
inter­est, and not as an iso­lated sub­ject—­rather it is a phi­lo­so­phy of de­
sign that in­forms all the other arts as ap­pren­tices prac­tice them on their
own, as hob­bies and pas­times ­rather than in­dus­trial dis­ci­plines. There
won’t be res­i­dent mas­ters, but ap­pren­tices who have ­brought spe­cial
tal­ents share them with oth­ers. There will not be ar­ti­facts for sale, but
on Sun­day after­noons the pub­lic will be in­vited to the Ta­lie­sin Play­house
for a high qual­ity ­foreign film, dis­cus­sion led by an in­formed ap­pren­tice,
and a cup of cof­fee at the lobby fire­side, all for just fifty cents. The fare
was at­trac­tive and the price was right: rural neigh­bors and vis­i­tors from
Mad­i­son made for ­packed ­houses. Most im­por­tantly, at ei­ther Hill­side
as pro­posed or the Fel­low­ship as re­al­ized, there would be no cal­en­dar
­courses, no ex­am­ina­tions, no grad­u­a­tions, and no di­plo­mas. In­stead, ap­
pren­tices ­learned by watch­ing and doing, with Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
ul­ti­mate form of guid­ance being his ex­am­ple, sup­ple­mented by his talks.
It was how he had ­learned from Louis Sul­li­van, and how his best ap­pren­
tices would learn now.
But know­ing well the his­tory of ­Wright’s re­la­tion­ship with Louis
Sul­li­van, how would the mat­ter of ego fit into the Hill­side ­scheme and,
af­ter­wards, the ­Fellowship’s re­al­ity? In the Hill­side doc­u­ment ­Wright
ad­dresses it di­rectly, and adds an im­por­tant lit­er­ary ref­er­ence. His ­school
would grant ego its nat­u­ral scope and ­rights, given that the crea­tive
im­pulse de­pends on such. Any­thing in­hib­it­ing it only ­breeds hy­poc­risy,
as Walt Whit­man ­taught.
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Note the in­hib­i­tors, which are the re­stric­tions by con­ven­tional ed­u­


ca­tion. And note the lib­er­a­tor, which is not the tri­umph of one ego over
an­other but ­rather the ideal Walt Whit­man pro­posed: de­moc­racy. For
­Wright and Whit­man both, de­moc­racy is ded­i­cated to an ­individual’s
­growth pre­cisely as an in­di­vid­ual, into some­thing of one’s very own that
no one else can take away. Through­out the ­architect’s lit­er­ary canon de­
moc­racy is char­ac­ter­ized as not just a free­dom for peo­ple in gen­eral but
as guar­an­tee of an ­individual’s right to de­velop as cho­sen, ac­cord­ing to
one’s own prin­ci­ples de­rived from ­within in­stead of an­swer­ing to rules
and prac­tices im­posed from with­out. Later in the 1940s a more fa­mous
Frank Lloyd ­Wright will re­fine ­Whitman’s no­tion, dis­tin­guish­ing it
and his own from a sim­ple lev­el­ing that is more prop­erly ­called “mo­b­
oc­racy.” Whit­man and Frank Lloyd ­Wright see de­moc­racy as ena­bling
in­di­vid­u­als to em­u­late what is in­fi­nite in hu­man­kind. That is what “ego”
means in this Hill­side bro­chure, and how it will be en­cour­aged in the
Fel­low­ship.
The Hill­side Home ­School of the Al­lied Arts could have been a
great op­er­a­tion, but con­di­tions con­spired ­against it. Even in the best of
times it would have been dif­fi­cult to at­tract (much less re­mu­ner­ate) the
level of tal­ent pro­posed: Erich Men­del­sohn and Le Cor­busier as reg­u­lar
vis­i­tors from Ber­lin and Paris, Jo­seph ­Stella in res­i­dence from New
York, Pablo Ca­sals, Le­o­pold Sto­kow­sky, and Igor Stra­vin­sky teach­ing
music, Eu­gene ­O’Neill and Sher­wood An­der­son super­vis­ing drama and
cin­ema. And these are just a few from the ­page-long list ­Wright sup­plies,
an­nounced with the same cer­ti­tude as his ac­count­ing for food, fuel, and
electric­ity. With the Great De­pres­sion at hand, such plan­ning was fat­u­
ous. Yet for how Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s think­ing pro­ceeds, it is ab­so­lutely
nec­es­sary to com­mit to the ma­te­rial rea­son.
It is this same eco­nomic ca­lam­ity, after all, that would make the
Fel­low­ship a rea­son­able prop­os­ i­tion. ­Scaled down to what ­Wright
him­self and his ex­ist­ing phys­i­cal plant could pro­vide, it was fi­nan­cially
fea­sible. As for its stu­dents, the high ex­penses of tra­di­tional col­lege
ed­u­ca­tion and dim pros­pects for em­ploy­ment made them think that at
Ta­lie­sin there was noth­ing to lose. That the ­country’s eco­nomic struc­ture
was in sham­bles gave them rea­son to join the ­larger move­ment that
was chal­leng­ing it; “rad­i­cal” was, after all, one of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
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fa­vor­ite words, and if he used it in the con­ser­va­tive sense of “root,” then


his re­form would be all the more fun­da­men­tal. With­out the Great
De­pres­sion, it is un­likely that the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship would have at­
tracted such a ­steady ­stream of ­high-quality stu­dents; with it, some of
the best young minds in Amer­ica could think of no bet­ter place to go.
In the sum­mer of 1932, with An Auto­biog­ra­phy being re­viewed and
avail­able in book­stores and with the Great De­pres­sion ­locked in for its
fright­ful du­ra­tion, ­Wright is­sued his re­con­ceived bro­chure an­nounc­ing
“The Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship.” It drew an in­itial ­twenty-three young peo­ple
to his es­tate near ­Spring Green, Wis­con­sin, where the work de­scribed
would begin. The bro­chure is can­did about that work, which in­cluded
not just archi­tec­tu­ral study but de­sign and con­struc­tion of build­ings to
be added to the ex­ist­ing struc­tures of the old Hill­side Home ­School,
both of which ­needed re­mod­el­ing. “Work” would also take place in the
­fields, grow­ing food, and in the ­kitchen and din­ing room pre­par­ing and
serv­ing it. As ­things got under­way, the bro­chure was mod­ified and ex­
panded until it ­reached satis­fac­tory form in an edi­tion dated De­cem­ber
1933, which Bruce ­Brooks Pfeif­fer com­bines with a brief retrospec­tive
on ­Wright’s aunts added in 1941 to serve as the de­fin­i­tive text in the
Col­lected Writ­ings. Later on, parts of it would be in­cor­po­rated into the
1943 ex­panded edi­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy, but by then the Fel­low­ship
had ­proved its merit to the world with work on such mas­ter­pieces as
Fall­ing­wa­ter and the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing. It is the
1933 doc­u­ment that cap­tures the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship in its first year of
op­er­a­tion and dem­on­strates the na­ture of ­Wright’s ­thought about the
pro­ject.
“truth ­against the world” are the words Frank Lloyd ­Wright
uses to begin his pre­am­ble to the Fel­low­ship doc­u­ment. He ap­plies it to
his ­aunts’ ed­u­ca­tional meth­ods as in­spired by Fran­cis ­Parker and John
Dewey and under­scored by the ­family’s motto, car­ried out “to the point,
some said, where there was no in­tol­er­ance quite so in­tol­er­ant as the
Lloyd ­Jones’ in­tol­er­ance of in­tol­er­ance” (CW III: 159). ­Wright cites this
be­lief as a fac­tor lead­ing to the ­aunts’ eco­nomic fail­ure. But their ­ideals
for ed­uc­ a­tion live on, in the later years of their lives be­cause Frank bor­
rowed money to res­cue the build­ings from fore­clo­sure in 1915 (when in
truth it had been the scan­dal and ul­ti­mate trag­edy at Ta­lie­sin that had
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­ rompted many par­ents to with­draw their chil­dren from the Hill­side


p
Home ­School), and at their ­deaths with his ­pledge to some­day found
an­other ­school in their honor.
That time has come with the in­au­gu­ra­tion of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­
ship. It, too, be­gins in the face of eco­nomic hard­ship. But tui­tion (at
first $650, soon ­raised to $675) could buy ma­te­rial to build with and seed
money for crops that would pro­vide food. The farm, as ­Wright calls it,
is of great use even be­yond pro­vid­ing sus­te­nance. Work­ing as a com­
mu­nity, the Fel­low­ship will learn archi­tec­ture quite lit­er­ally from the
­ground up, har­vest­ing and pre­par­ing the ­land’s ­bounty even as they plan
to build on it. ­Wright’s ed­u­ca­tional aim is the same as was his ­aunts’,
which is to fash­ion a cul­ture for ­American de­moc­racy. Only the spe­cific
line of en­deavor would be ­changed.
“Our Cause,” as the Fel­low­ship pros­pec­tus pro­claims it, is to coun­ter
cur­rent ­trends in ed­u­ca­tion with more pro­gres­sive ones, just as ­Wright’s
aunts had done. In some ­senses, those ­trends have be­come worse since
the Hill­side Home ­School was ­founded in 1886. ­Wright’s com­plaint
draws less on the ed­u­ca­tional phi­lo­so­phy of John Dewey and more on
the eco­nomic ­thought of Henry ­George, at least meta­phor­i­cally in the
sense that in­fla­tion and over­pro­duc­tion char­ac­ter­ize the evils of mass
school­ing. For the past ­half-century or more, the archi­tect be­lieves,
stu­dents have been “over-educated and ­under-cultured” (CW III: 160),
­thanks to the ­stress on pro­duc­tion over sus­tain­abil­ity. His own plan is to
offer the ap­pre­ci­a­tion of life that comes from hon­est work, a qual­ity
be­yond the grasp of any ac­a­demic for­mula. True, he ­grounds his be­lief
in archi­tec­ture, but only as that art is ded­i­cated to the har­mony of all
struc­ture, from which a great cul­ture can ­emerge. Like his aunts, ­Wright
is pro­pos­ing not a ­course of study but a man­ner of life.
Ta­lie­sin is not a ­back-to-the-land move­ment, ­Wright ob­jects, nor
is it an ­art-for-art’s-sake en­deavor. He im­plies that each of these have
be­come re­gres­sive ­rather than pro­gres­sive. In­stead, the Fel­low­ship will
sim­ply pro­ceed with its feet on the ­ground, ex­pe­ri­enc­ing how an ap­pre­
ci­a­tion of art and the cul­ture it ex­presses can make liv­ing a more re­ward­
ing af­fair. Its very being is a com­mit­ment to ac­tion. Wary of being taken
as a fool­ish ide­al­ist, ­Wright nev­er­the­less be­lieves that in­teg­rity of pro­cess
pre­cedes the merit of any final prod­uct, and cites Cer­vantes to this ef­fect:
that the road is al­ways bet­ter than the inn. As late as 1933, with the
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Fel­low­ship in op­er­at­ ion for a year, ­Wright still has hopes of in­dus­trial
sup­port (by vir­tue of sup­ply­ing free ser­vices), and wants to at­tract six
ex­pe­ri­enced lead­ers in music, paint­ing, sculp­ture, drama, mo­tion, and
phi­lo­so­phy. In prac­tice, the ser­vices pro­vided will be to ­Wright him­self,
as ­within the next few years major com­mis­sions ar­rive that need com­
mu­nal ef­fort to com­plete with ­now-veteran ap­pren­tices such as Wes
Pe­ters, Bob ­Mosher, and Edgar Tafel work­ing as lieu­ten­ants. As for
per­for­mance, there will be ­short-term vis­i­tors, not­ably vi­o­lin­ists and the
oc­ca­sional ­string quar­tet; but here too the idea is to in­spire ap­pren­tices
them­selves to de­velop their tal­ent and share it with col­leagues. These
prac­tices fit ­Wright’s over­all the­sis that what he has to con­vey can­not be
­taught, it can only be ex­pe­ri­enced. This style of ex­per­ien­tial­ity is the
most ob­vi­ous qual­ity of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship. Com­pre­hend­ing how
the de­sign of the whole is in­te­gral ­thanks in part to an under­stand­ing of
the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als, Fel­low­ship mem­bers will saw trees and ­quarry
stone, mak­ing daily life and cul­tural ­growth si­mul­ta­ne­ous.
The Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship bro­chure ends with the in­for­ma­tion
that there is no grad­u­a­tion in­volved or di­ploma to be ­awarded. After
sev­eral years of ex­pe­ri­ence, “should the ap­pren­tice de­sire to leave the
Fel­low­ship”—note the con­di­tional verb mood ­Wright ­chooses!—“a
per­sonal tes­ti­mo­nial will be given” (CW III: 166). Even at this early date,
the mas­ter finds it hard to en­vi­sion that any­one would ever leave. Of
­course many did after ­widely var­y­ing years of res­i­dence, but sev­eral ­stayed
for ex­tended pe­ri­ods of a ­decade or more. John Howe would re­main
until after ­Wright’s death, and a few, such as Wes Pe­ters and Eu­gene
Masse­link, lived out their lives in the Fel­low­ship.
One would leave, ­Wright pre­sumes, only when pre­pared for life.
And as the best life pos­sible was being per­fected right here at Ta­lie­sin,
why would any­one want to leave? For Frank Lloyd ­Wright per­son­ally,
the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship at once be­came the cen­ter of his own life, and
con­tin­ued so until he died—at which point it ­served to keep alive the
­spirit of his work and pro­mote ideas for archi­tec­ture and liv­ing. After
1932, we can say, ­Wright’s auto­biog­ra­phy and the Fel­low­ship are one.
5
Broa­da­cre City and
the 1930s

in 1932, with the pub­li­ca­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy and the


found­ing of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, the na­ture of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
writ­ing ­changes. A lack of com­mis­sions in the sec­ond half of the 1920s
had ­forced him to write es­says and de­liver lec­tures for a liv­ing, and the
onset of the Great De­pres­sion as­sured lit­tle archi­tec­tu­ral work would be
com­ing along for any­one, much less for an old man whose rep­u­ta­tion and
per­sonal con­duct were mat­ters of con­tro­versy. There was no al­ter­na­tive
but to write him­self back into ex­is­tence, which is pre­cisely what An Auto­
biog­ra­phy and the pros­pec­tus for the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship ac­com­plished.
Broa­da­cre City and the writ­ings that de­scribe it are ex­am­ples of how
the ­Fellowship’s sup­port put him on a new path, not just as a ­builder but
as a ­thinker. In Com­mu­nities of Frank Lloyd ­Wright (2009) Myron A.
Marty warns that Broa­da­cre City is not a uto­pian or­gan­iza­tion, for it
was never or­ga­nized at all—ex­cept in ­Wright’s head. It is an idea, Marty
­argues, and asks that it be con­sid­ered that way, as ad­vance plan­ning for
a sub­ur­bia ­Wright saw com­ing as early as the 1920s, when his ex­ten­sive
auto­mo­bile ­travel ­across the ­United ­States re­vealed not just the vast
­spaces avail­able but the prac­ti­cal means of shrink­ing those dis­tances for
a bet­ter style of human use. But it was also an idea that ­needed a model,
a phys­i­cal ren­der­ing of what could be­come re­al­ity. In the days be­fore
com­pu­ter­ized mod­el­ing, con­struct­ing a ­wall-sized lay­out of a ­four-
square-mile pro­ject at a scale of ­seventy-five feet to the inch was more
than a ­labor-intensive pro­ject; it was an under­tak­ing of gar­gan­tuan
pro­por­tions, es­pe­cially when mod­els of every build­ing (com­pris­ing
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many of ­Wright’s built struc­tures and pro­jects to date) were added.


Only the hun­dreds of will­ing fin­gers avail­able in the Fel­low­ship could
do it. And only a $1,000 check ex­tracted from the ­wealthy ­father of
ap­pren­tice Edgar J. Kauf­mann, Jr., could begin to fi­nance it. Then there
was the mat­ter of ex­hi­bi­tion. Ap­pren­tices were ­charged with trans­port­ing
it to New York ­City’s Rocke­feller Cen­ter for its first show­ing in 1935,
and from there to gal­ler­ies in such di­verse lo­ca­tions as Phil­a­del­phia;
Wash­ing­ton, D. C.; and Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin. ­Wright con­tin­ued to
sup­port the idea for the rest of his life, show­ing the model ­abroad in the
1950s and pub­lish­ing his last book on the topic just a year be­fore his death,
all of which could only hap­pen with the sup­port of his many ap­pren­
tices. Not only did it form a part of their ed­u­ca­tion, but it pro­vided an
intro­duc­tion to and ex­pe­ri­ence with major fig­ures in the art world and
govern­ment. They could work on it out­side, dur­ing sum­mers in Wis­con­
sin and win­ters in Ar­iz­ ona, where ­Wright ar­ranged tem­po­rary quar­ters
while scout­ing lo­ca­tions for Ta­lie­sin West.
Just as Broa­da­cre City could not exist with­out the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­
ship, so too did Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s idea for the fu­ture pro­vide a
pro­ject for the Fel­low­ship. Be­fore Fall­ing­wa­ter, there was pre­cious lit­tle
for the Fel­low­ship to do. Dur­ing its first years ap­pren­tices ­filled their
days with work on the Ta­lie­sin build­ings and in the ­fields, the only sem­
blance of archi­tec­tu­ral ex­pe­ri­ence being the trac­ing over of old plans
from ­Wright’s ear­lier hey­day. ­Between the Rich­ard Lloyd Jones House
(1929) for his cou­sin in Tulsa and Fall­ing­wa­ter it­self (1935), ­Wright’s
canon would have but one work, the small ­proto-Usonian home for
Mal­colm E. Wil­ley (1933) in Min­ne­ap­o­lis. “Ho­sanna, a ­client!” ­Wright
is said to have in­scribed ­across the top of ­Willey’s in­quiry let­ter as it was
­posted on the draft­ing ­room’s bul­le­tin board.
And just as Broa­da­cre City kept the Fel­low­ship busy, so too did
it oc­cupy its ­creator’s mind. The Dis­ap­pear­ing City was pub­lished in
1932, just be­fore the Fel­low­ship be­gins. Through­out the ­decade ­Wright
would ad­vance its ideas by means of var­i­ous es­says and ­speeches, mar­kets
for which in­creased dra­mat­i­cally as news of his suc­cess with Fall­ing­wa­ter
and the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing ­spread. Writ­ten con­
tem­po­ra­ne­ously with his plan­ning for the Fel­low­ship, it ­builds on his
views on city liv­ing as ad­vanced in the Kahn lec­tures at Prince­ton and in
the “Uso­nian City” sec­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy. There the em­pha­sis
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was ­largely on the past, show­ing how the rea­sons that man­dated ur­ban­
iza­tion in the first place now ­served only to im­pose un­needed re­stric­tions
on human life. This bi­nary op­po­si­tion sets the tone and struc­ture for
­Wright’s ar­gu­ment as it de­vel­ops. Cen­tral­iza­tion has run out of con­trol,
and the nat­u­ral prog­ress of hor­i­zon­tal ­growth has been sti­fled. Hu­man­
kind is con­demned to an “un­nat­u­ral, ster­ile ver­ti­cal­ity—up­ended by
its own suc­cess” (CW III: 71). But in­stead of the sim­ple ­history-of-
civilization nar­ra­tive ­Wright had used at Prince­ton and in An Auto­biog­
ra­phy, we now have an op­po­si­tion that in its very struc­tur­ing im­plies a
way out, a syn­the­sis of the the­sis and antith­es­ is so ap­par­ent in ­Wright’s
think­ing. Open ­fields ver­sus the cave, hor­i­zon­tal as op­posed to ver­ti­cal—
the di­rec­tion of the ­architect’s think­ing is ob­vi­ous. It is the ­adventurer’s
in­stinct to break out that ­grounds ­Wright’s ideal of free­dom.
The next set of op­po­si­tions is ­between the land­lord and the in­di­vid­
ual, ­between the ex­ploi­ta­tion of re­stric­tive space and the free en­joy­ment
of it. Rent for land, rent for money, even rent for in­tel­lec­tual prop­erty
(such as the in­no­va­tions of the ma­chine) are for ­Wright the chief con­
trib­ut­ing ­causes of pov­erty. His think­ing here is de­rived from a fa­vor­
ite ­source, one he has used meta­phor­i­cally for prob­lems con­cern­ing
ed­u­ca­tion: Henry ­George and his eco­nomic the­ory of a Sin­gle Tax
(which would pro­tect per­sonal own­er­ship while pre­vent­ing ex­ploi­ta­
tion). ­George’s ideas have come in for com­plex crit­ic­ ism, based on how
they al­ter­nately can or can­not func­tion in an open so­ci­ety. To his ­credit,
­Wright does not get in­volved with these ar­gu­ments, never men­tion­ing
the re­former ex­cept in pass­ing, and then usu­ally in the com­pany of a
broad swath of oth­ers: ­Thomas Jef­fer­son, Abra­ham Lin­coln, ­William
Lloyd Gar­ri­son, John Brown, Ralph Waldo Emer­son, Henry David
Tho­reau, Walt Whit­man, and Louis Sul­li­van, all as gen­eral pro­po­nents
of the idea that the best govern­ment is the one that gov­erns least, as well
as the tenet that human ­rights pre­cede prop­erty ­rights. ­Against all re­stric­
tive eco­nom­ics ­Wright poses “the mod­ern con­cep­tion of God and man
as ­growth—a con­cept ­called De­moc­racy” (CW III: 75). As Bruce ­Brooks
Pfeif­fer ­points out in his bio­graph­i­cal ­sketch for this vol­ume of the
Col­lected Writ­ings, an iden­tity ex­ists ­between the prin­ci­ples be­hind
­Wright’s ideas for or­ganic archi­tec­ture and “in his way of think­ing, . . . a
true de­moc­racy” (CW III: 13). De­moc­racy priv­i­leges not per­son­al­ities
but in­di­vid­u­als, not a col­lec­tion of lib­er­tines (whom ­Wright would
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come to call the mob) but in­stead those peo­ple in whose ­strength of
char­ac­ter and en­joy­ment of gen­u­ine cul­ture is re­flected the ideal of
human per­fec­tion.
It is the ­growth of in­di­vid­u­al­ism that ­Wright sees fa­cil­i­tated by the
new free­dom gen­er­ated by tech­no­log­i­cal de­vices, from the inter­nal
com­bus­tion en­gine to electrifi­ca­tion and im­proved com­mu­ni­ca­tions.
Un­like his pre­vi­ous writ­ings, The Dis­ap­pear­ing City does not at this
point start scat­ter­ing fan­tas­tic in­ven­tions ­across the page. In­stead he
fo­cuses on the ­individual’s needs as ex­pressed in the idea of Broa­da­cre
City it­self, a con­cept fully ­formed and ready for con­sid­er­a­tion.
That he has a com­mu­nity of his own on the brink of for­ma­tion
­surely ­shapes his think­ing, so dif­fer­ent is its man­ner from that pre­vi­ously
ex­pressed. The plan he pro­poses is not a ma­chine mir­a­cle of fu­tur­is­tic
dream­ing, nor is it an un­grounded fan­tasy. He of ­course has great hope
for the fu­ture, but with the pro­viso that be­fore any­thing else the ­growth
of in­di­vid­ua­ l­ity will be as­sured. The ­spirit of or­ganic archi­tec­ture rec­og­
nizes this as the foun­da­tion of a ­civilization’s great­ness. For a ­proper
­spirit, com­mu­nal ­forces must sup­port this ideal, and by al­low­ing a mini­
mum of one acre to each fam­ily, in­di­vid­u­al­ity ­within the com­mu­nity
can be ­achieved, ­thanks to the ex­pan­sive­ness of space his Broa­da­cre de­
sign al­lows. The space is hor­iz­ on­tal, not ver­ti­cal, so that one owns what
one oc­cu­pies, and not lev­els above it to be ­rented to oth­ers. Hor­i­zon­tal
ver­sus ver­ti­cal is a bi­nary op­po­si­tion, and with this rhe­tor­i­cal struc­ture
es­tab­lished ­Wright ­pushes on with it, en­rich­ing the dis­tinc­tion by using
meta­phors, a de­vice that puts the op­po­si­tions into even ­closer ­contrast.
Again, ­rather than pars­ing out the his­tory of civ­il­iza­tion, as he’d done in
ear­lier com­men­tar­ies on this sub­ject, ­Wright now turns to the ­poetic.
He ­contrasts the city at night, a vis­ual de­light of ar­ti­fi­cial il­lu­mi­na­tion,
with the day­time re­al­ity of ­rent’s “sor­did re­it­er­a­tion” and the “over­pow­er­
ing sense of the cell” (CW III: 82). Med­i­cal meta­phors ­abound, from
ma­lig­nant tu­mors and oc­cluded tis­sue to pain­fully con­stricted cir­cu­la­
tion. Contrast­ing forms of govern­ment fol­low this same op­po­si­tion:
mon­ar­chy with its cen­tral­iza­tion of power, de­moc­racy with its in­teg­rity
won by de­cen­tral­iza­tion.
The key for ­Wright’s suc­cess with this plan is the ­proper use of new
ma­te­ri­als that make dis­per­sion pos­sible. Electrifi­ca­tion, which lets
urban con­ges­tion look so ­pretty at night, ­should be used to ­spread ­things
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out, leav­ing the dif­fer­ence ­between short and long dis­tances ir­rel­e­vant.
Auto­mo­biles make peo­ple port­able, just as re­frig­er­a­tion, heat­ing, and
light­ing are no ­longer tied to the city. Glass, steel, and con­crete allow a
build­ing style that opens liv­ing space to the en­vi­ron­ment, ex­pand­ing
one’s re­la­tion­ship with the ­ground. The herd in­stinct now takes wing,
re­placed by the dream of in­di­vid­ual em­pow­er­ment.
­Architecture’s job will be to inter­pret this ideal of human free­dom
and seek the spa­cious­ness and light that will break up and dis­perse the
urban block­age. Glass, steel, and electro­mag­netic sci­ence are gifts archi­
tects may use to begin a new era. If the ­architect’s imag­i­na­tion is ­trained
to see them for what they are and how they can be har­mo­ni­ous with
na­ture, per­sonal ef­fort will en­hance com­mu­nal good, in­di­vid­ual and
col­lec­tive en­rich­ing each other. Human val­ues give life, ­rather than take
it, and by pro­vid­ing an acre for each fam­ily, archi­tec­ture will have the
scope to serve not the land­lord but peo­ple them­selves as or­ganic ex­em­
plars of own­er­ship. This was a key fea­ture in Henry ­George’s eco­nomic
the­ory, and ­Wright’s focus on the me­chan­i­cal spe­cif­ics for mak­ing all
this pos­sible re­flect di­rectly on the no­tion of in­di­vid­ual free­dom, un­like
the ear­lier com­men­tar­ies in which they ­seemed to glory in their own
in­ven­tion. A new style of high­way ­system, pre­scient con­cern­ing the
post­war inter­states, would re­place ar­chaic and un­pleas­ant roads with
gen­u­inely plea­sur­able ones—safe, quiet, and ­pretty. Ser­vice sta­tions are
no ­longer eye­sores but ­rather cen­ters of real ser­vice, satis­fy­ing all needs
in an in­te­grated ­system of dis­tri­bu­tion and sup­ply. Sky­scrap­ers would
have their place in Broa­da­cre City, set in ­park-like sites as pro­posed for
the St. ­Mark’s pro­ject and later re­al­ized in the Price Tower in Bar­tles­ville.
As it all comes to­gether, res­id ­ ents are ­granted their ­God-given right “to
live abun­dantly in the ex­ub ­ er­ance that is ­beauty—in the sense that
­William Blake de­fined ex­u­ber­ance,” ­Wright em­pha­sizes. Blake did not
mean ex­cess, the archi­tect cau­tions. “He meant ac­cord­ing to na­ture,
with­out stint” (CW III: 92). What Blak­ean ex­u­ber­ance ­Wright him­self
ex­presses may have a mys­ti­cal touch, but it is ap­plied to hard and fast
re­al­ities of what is meant to be a very prac­ti­cal city. He can go on at
­length about high­ways, but with de­tails of de­sign that make ­travel both
more ef­fi­cient and more aes­thet­i­cally pleas­ing. The open road, safe to
­travel, is a noble agent of cul­ture, and has a ­beauty all its own. ­Wright’s
ar­gu­ments es­tab­lish super­high­ways and im­proved hard roads as a new
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basis for order. Thus does ­Wright’s agile and ca­pa­cious man­ner of
­thought en­com­pass Henry ­George, ­William Blake, and the ­wide-open
­American high­way in the same ­spirit.
Liv­ing and work­ing quar­ters share this new sense, which is ac­tu­ally
an ap­pli­ca­tion of prin­ci­ples ­Wright had de­vel­oped over the past four
­decades. In­te­gra­tion is now the key. Old stan­dards of spac­ing go out the
door, ­thanks to the mo­bil­ity now pos­sible. Space it­self also comes in­side,
to de­fine the build­ing from ­within. From the out­side, build­ings fit in
with the land­scape. Farms are small, shar­ing a trac­tor and sup­ply­ing food
to ­nearby res­id ­ ents. Ser­vice sta­tions ful­fill every prac­ti­cal need for both
ve­hi­cle and pas­sen­ger, an­tic­ip ­ at­ing ­today’s con­ven­ience store. ­Churches
as well share space, with com­part­ments for var­i­ous de­nom­i­na­tions,
­though the over­all ef­fect will be non­sec­tar­ian. Each Broa­da­cre City will
have a de­sign cen­ter, the de­scrip­tion of which fol­lows the Ta­lie­sin Fel­
low­ship bro­chure ­Wright was cir­cu­lat­ing at this time, right down to its
dis­ci­pline of ag­ri­cul­tu­ral field­work sup­ple­ment­ing an ap­pren­tice­ship in
archi­tec­ture. Most im­por­tant, the home is Broa­da­cre ­City’s cen­tral fac­
tor, the only bit of cen­tral­ity al­lowed. Archi­tec­tu­rally, it has been made
into the house beau­ti­ful, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s aim as ex­pressed in his
ear­li­est es­says of the 1890s, and liv­ing there can be the focus of ­life’s su­
preme pleas­ures. But what good was ­Wright’s abil­ity to de­sign and build
such a home, if the pres­sures of the city still drew its oc­cu­pants away?
Now The Dis­ap­pear­ing City has come up with a man­ner of think­ing
about urban needs that takes the con­ven­tional me­trop­o­lis out of the
pic­ture. What ­Wright has pro­posed ­re-centralizes the satis­fac­tion of all
those needs right in the home it­self.
Will this ­change be super­in­tended by pol­i­ti­cians? ­Wright knows
bet­ter than to think so. For that states­men are ­needed, for they, un­like
pol­i­ti­cians, are archi­tects of so­cial order. He has al­ready ­reached to the
level be­yond this truth by ar­guing for archi­tec­ture as the ground­ing for
his whole pro­ject—so­cial, moral, aes­thetic, eco­nomic, as well as build­ing
de­sign. It cer­tainly was such in an­cient times, he re­minds his read­ers.
And for the mod­ern era it must be so again.
Is Frank Lloyd ­W right pro­p os­i ng that the chief au­t hor­i ty for
Broa­da­cre City be the archi­tect? As ego­ma­nia­cal as this seems, there is
a prac­ti­cal as­pect to it, and also a dem­on­stra­tion of its ef­fi­cacy in cur­rent
life. Archi­tec­ture in its broad­est sense (how ­Wright al­ways con­ceived it)
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is what ­drives the for­ma­tion of Broa­da­cre City, be­cause the plan will
work only if all its parts are set in place to func­tion in har­mo­ni­ous order.
­That’s the or­ganic na­ture of the idea, and it is the archi­tect who not
only pro­poses it but will de­sign a struc­ture (again, in the larg­est sense)
by which it can func­tion. In ­today’s world there is just such an au­thor­ity:
city plan­ning. Un­reg­u­lated ­growth ear­lier in the twen­ti­eth cen­tury
man­dated that there be some ­higher order, usu­ally at the ­county level,
so that cit­ies could not con­tinue to ­sprawl in a ­chaotic man­ner. In the
Pro­gres­sive Era of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s early ca­reer, city plan­ning was
an ideal in both the ­United ­States and Great Brit­ain, and in his own
stu­dio two of his bright­est as­so­ciates, Mar­ion Ma­hony and Wal­ter
Bur­ley Grif­fin, were al­ready at work in this di­rec­tion. In the years fol­low­
ing World War II, ex­plo­sive dem­o­graphic ­growth had to be chan­neled
in pro­duc­tive di­rec­tions; by then city plan­ning was not an ideal but a
ne­ces­sity. While it is tempt­ing to scoff at ­Wright’s no­tion of a ­county
­architect’s su­preme au­thor­ity as a ver­sion of ­Plato’s phi­los­o­pher king in
The Re­pub­lic, one must re­mem­ber that un­like Plato ­Wright does not
ban­ish the poets. ­Rather, the ex­u­ber­ance of ­William Blake and the
de­moc­racy of Walt Whit­man are among the es­sen­tial in­gre­dients of his
own ideal world.
The Dis­ap­pear­ing City is an orig­i­nal piece of work, but it draws
sup­port from the four ­decades of es­says and lec­tures pre­ced­ing it, in
ad­di­tion to the ex­am­ple of ­Wright’s archi­tec­ture it­self. It intro­duces the
idea of Broa­da­cre City the same year, 1932, that the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship
be­gins. If the book is a co­her­ent ex­pres­sion of all the ­architect’s ideas to
date, then the Fel­low­ship ­serves as an ex­am­ple of life prac­ticed ac­cord­
ing to the prin­ci­ples con­veyed. As a re­sult, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s other
writ­ings of the ­decade are, com­pared to the ­steady march of ideas that
leads up to the two great ­events of 1932, an­cil­lary and top­i­cal. They are
var­i­ous in their ap­pear­ance and many are un­pub­lished. But they are also
vo­lu­mi­nous, and bear read­ing for their oc­ca­sion­ally fresh an­gles on fa­mil­
iar yet crit­i­cally im­por­tant ­themes. The archi­tect did not stop think­ing
when his book ap­peared and the Fel­low­ship got under­way, and at times
that ­thought finds ­bright new means of ex­pres­sion.
Take the con­sid­er­a­tion of how much space a plan like Broa­da­cre
City would re­quire, es­pe­cially if de­vel­oped to the ex­tent of hous­ing all
Amer­ica. ­Wright’s ex­ten­sive auto­mo­bile ­travels of the past sev­eral years
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had ­taught him how dis­tances were shrink­ing and sub­ur­ban ­sprawl was
com­ing in the not too dis­tant fu­ture, but it also made him re­al­ize just
how much pres­ently un­oc­cu­pied space this coun­try had to offer. Here is
how he dra­ma­tizes it for the 1932 Con­ven­tion of the Na­tional As­so­ci­a­
tion of Re­al­tors, in a ­speech pub­lished in their Jour­nal for July of 1932.
“There is a lot of ­ground in this coun­try,” he ob­serves, and not all that
many peo­ple. He ­teases his au­di­ence that if the en­tire pop­u­la­tion of the
world were ­placed on Ber­muda, they ­wouldn’t cover it “stand­ing up—I
don’t know about sit­ting down” (CW III: 125). Even in the ­United
­States, civ­il­ized as it is, there are more than fifty acres avail­able for each
per­son, chil­dren and all. The fact is an amus­ing one, prob­ably ­culled
from ­Ripley’s Be­lieve It or Not, a pop­u­lar media en­ter­tain­ment of the
day. But ­Wright knows that what will catch his ­listeners’ at­ten­tion is
that spa­cious­ness is char­ac­ter­is­tic of mod­ern life and that it is nat­u­ral for
de­moc­racy to de­mand more of it. In sim­i­lar terms he tells the re­al­tors
about his new type of gas­ol­ine sta­tion that will be “the ad­vance agent of
de­cen­tral­iza­tion,” a spe­cific ­agency they can pic­ture in order to ap­pre­
ciate ­Wright’s ar­gu­ment for the new “fluid­ity” and “spon­ta­ne­ity” of
mod­ern liv­ing (CW III: 125). An­other piece, this time with med­i­cal
mat­ters in mind, ­praises the coun­try doc­tor (one of whom has just ­treated
him for se­vere pneu­mo­nia and saved his life). ­Self-reliance, act­ing on
judg­ment in emer­gen­cies—this is what not just the doc­tors but all the
pro­fes­sion­als of Broa­da­cre City will have in abun­dance. As for its lo­ca­
tion, “this city will be every­where and no­where” (CW III: 345), be­cause
it is an idea and not an in­sti­tu­tion.
Sup­ple­ment­ing the idea of Broa­da­cre City is the de­sign of the
Uso­nian House, an­nounced as “The ­Two-Zone House—­Suited to
Coun­try, Sub­urb, and Town” when pub­lished in ­Wright’s own Ta­lie­sin:
Jour­nal of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship (1932). The ­old-fashioned par­lor only
ex­isted be­cause of squeam­ish­ness over food prep­ar­a­tion in the ­kitchen,
he ­argues. Why not call the ­kitchen a work­space, ac­knowl­edg­ing that
work is part of life and ­should not be se­ques­tered from the liv­ing room?
Where work takes place is a nat­u­ral space for get­ting to­gether, and also
for cen­tral­iz­ing util­ities. One zone of this house can be used for liv­ing
and work­ing while a sec­ond ­serves as a ­quieter zone for study. Where
does one sleep? In a mez­za­nine over­look­ing the first zone, which at bed­
time is not being used! By 1939, when de­liver­ing the lec­tures pub­lished
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as An Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture to the Royal In­sti­tute of Brit­ish Archi­tects,


­Wright’s Uso­nian House has been de­vel­oped (and built in sev­eral vari­a­
tions) in more com­plete form. The work/liv­ing zone is still cen­tral,
often lo­cated where two wings meet at a right angle (as in the first
Her­bert Ja­cobs House, 1936) or at an ­oblique angle (as in the Jean S. and
Paul T. Hanna House, “Hon­ey­comb,” 1936). But the sec­ond zone, orig­i­
nally a quiet area for study, is now a wing that in­cludes bed­rooms as well,
with the mez­za­nine idea ­dropped (for now). ­Equally dra­matic is how
gar­den and build­ing are one, as ter­rac­ing en­com­passed by the an­gled
wings flows nat­u­rally into a shel­tered back yard. Or­ganic de­sign im­plies
that there ­should be no em­phatic di­vi­sion ­between gar­den and house;
in­stead, “ground-loving an­i­mals” that peo­ple are, their homes ­should
“court the ­ground” as a “birth­right” (CW III: 309).
­Wright’s de­scrip­tion of the ­Usonian’s fluid­ity of in­side and out could
not be bet­ter ­stated, and an­tic­i­pates Her­bert and Kathe­rine ­Jacobs’s
ac­count of liv­ing in this home, Build­ing with Frank Lloyd ­Wright (1986).
To his lis­ten­ers in Lon­don the archi­tect adds that eco­nomic ne­ces­sities
­spawned by the Great De­pres­sion, which he ha­bit­u­ally de­scribes as a
break­down ­rather than a phase, have led him to make his Uso­nian de­sign
part of the move­ment for af­ford­able yet qual­ity hous­ing. As a news­
paper ­writer with lim­ited in­come, Her­bert Ja­cobs had ap­proached
­Wright with a chal­lenge to pro­vide a de­sign that could be built for five
thou­sand dol­lars in Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin. Prox­im­ity to Ta­lie­sin gave the
ap­pren­tices ­hands-on ex­pe­ri­ence, and the abun­dance of brick at the
S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing site in Ra­cine al­lowed ­Wright
to des­ig­nate ­enough culls to keep this part of the Ja­cobs House ­within
bud­get, es­pe­cially as brick was a lux­ury. All other ma­te­ri­als and meth­ods
were ­cost-saving: walls of board and bat­ten with an in­su­lat­ing space
­within; mod­ular con­struc­tion on a ce­ment base, with heat­ing coils in­
stalled be­fore the floor was ­poured; clere­story win­dows on the ­street
side, small, ef­fi­cient and pro­vid­ing pri­vacy, with open­ness re­served for
the ­wing-embraced gar­den.
Uso­nian homes do not look like ­low-cost hous­ing. Or­ganic de­sign
ac­counts for this, plus the fact that build­ing them was sim­ple ­enough
that at least part of the work could be done by the own­ers if so de­sired.
But many ran over bud­get, no sur­prise for any Frank Lloyd ­Wright
pro­ject. As is, the hun­dred and more that were built in al­most every
re­gion of the coun­try ­between 1936 and 1959 stand as a dis­tin­guish­ing
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fac­tor in ­Wright’s sec­ond ca­reer, equal­ing the bril­liance of his ear­lier


Prai­rie ­Houses. Eco­nom­ics man­dated that he ex­press this bril­liance on
a ­smaller scale, but do­mes­tic life it­self had ­changed over the half cen­tury.
With a small but ex­cep­tion­ally func­tional ­kitchen over­look­ing the gar­den
and act­ing as the ful­crum ­between liv­ing and sleep­ing wings, a mod­ern
home­maker could ­multi-task at the cen­ter of fam­ily life with ease and
en­joy­ment. The ­hearth, still the fam­ily cen­ter, was just a few in­vit­ing
steps from the back yard, it­self an in­te­gral fea­ture of the home as lived
in. Uso­nian ­Houses are the ul­ti­mate proof that when form and func­
tion are one, ­beauty as well as econ­omy re­sults. ­Granted, Frank Lloyd
­Wright’s Great De­pres­sion ­turned out to be less than per­son­ally cat­a­
s­trophic, ­thanks to the great com­mis­sions of Fall­ing­wa­ter and the S. C.
John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing at the heart of it, com­pleted with the
help of the newly es­tab­lished Fel­low­ship. Con­di­tions in the next ­decade,
the 1940s, would have a more dis­rup­tive ef­fect on his think­ing, be­cause
as a pac­i­fist op­pos­ing ­American par­tic­i­pa­tion in World War II he found
it dif­fi­cult to write about any­thing but pol­it­ ics, using his Ta­lie­sin ­Square-
Papers as a con­ven­ient if ­self-serving ve­hi­cle. In the 1930s, how­ever, the
pol­i­tics of eco­nomic pol­icy are for him small po­ta­toes. A quick ci­ta­tion
of Henry ­George and his ar­gu­ment for the Sin­gle Tax, an idea al­ready
fifty years old, was ­enough think­ing about eco­nom­ics for ­Wright—
which was ­really no think­ing at all. His mind was still set on the or­ganic
means to com­fort and ­beauty; that these means could now save money
as well was just fur­ther proof that or­ganic is most nat­u­ral and there­fore
the best an­swer for any­thing.
If it ­sounds like a ­truism, the kind for which Frank Lloyd ­Wright
would be taken to task all his life, the proof of its va­lid­ity is in the de­signs
he de­rived from it. The first Ja­cobs home, ­whether ­viewed in per­son or
in the gor­geous color photo­graphs of it that are a fea­ture of any il­lus­trated
vol­ume of ­Wright’s work, coun­ters the ob­jec­tion that the ­architect’s
ideas are fat­uo­ us. And in read­ing his es­says and ad­dresses of the 1930s,
as var­ied a body of work as he would pro­duce at any time in his ca­reer,
one finds two ­points of con­sis­tency in his in­tel­lec­tual con­cerns: the
prob­lem of eclec­ti­cism in de­sign, and the so­lu­tion to it with or­ganic
archi­tec­ture.
At the ­decade’s be­gin­ning, in an ad­dress of 21 Feb­ru­ary 1931 to the
Mich­i­gan So­ci­ety of Archi­tects in Grand Rap­ids, ­Wright intro­duces
the topic. In these times art has be­come more a mat­ter of taste than of
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sub­stance, its forms being the pan­der­ings to eclec­ti­cism. Taste is no


sub­sti­tute for crea­tive im­pulse, he avers. Crit­ic­ iz­ing his ­friend Ray­mond
Hood (in an un­pub­lished book re­view of 1931), ­Wright’s ­charge is even
more bru­tal. A per­son ec­lec­tic by habit can­not be a true archi­tect, he
­charges, as ec­lec­tics are ca­pable of noth­ing more than ex­ploi­ta­tion of
some­thing else. What has an­gered ­Wright is ­Hood’s man­ner as dis­played
in ­Chicago’s Trib­une Tower build­ing; there is also cause for envy of
­Hood’s suc­cess at land­ing the Rocke­feller ­Center’s Radio City com­mis­
sion. But as the archi­tect com­plains to the New York Eve­ning Post and
New York Trib­une in 1932, there is rea­son for his ire. ­Hood’s Radio City
is hap­haz­ard be­cause it ­relies on a ­nineteenth-century sense of com­po­si­
tion that cur­rent prac­tice has dis­carded. More­over, its ma­sonry mass
fal­sifies ma­te­ri­als and the na­ture of con­struc­tion, which is in fact tall
steel ­frames con­trib­uted by the ­project’s en­gi­neers. By it­self steel fram­ing
could be beau­ti­ful, but as pre­sented the re­sult is pure fraud.
Being ex­cluded from the 1933 ­World’s Fair in Chi­cago, the “Cen­tury
of Prog­ress” ex­hi­bi­tion, ­prompts ­Wright to com­pare it to the 1893 ver­sion
with its clas­si­cally in­spired White City. It is noth­ing more than the old
fair ­scrubbed up and pre­sented as new, ­Wright tells the Mich­i­gan So­ci­ety
of Archi­tects, an ex­am­ple of “an out­ra­geous se­nil­ity” pos­ing as the
mod­ern (CW III: 55). He intro­duces a meta­phor for this prac­tice in
“Car­av­ el or Mo­tor­ship” for The Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum in Au­gust of 1932.
In terms of ­shipping and sail­ing, the car­a­vel is “pic­tu­resque but not
prac­ti­cal,” he ­points out, know­ing that his read­ers will agree that the
mo­tor­ship, once in­vented, is more prac­ti­cal. The same rea­son­ing ap­plies
to de­sign and build­ing, ­Wright in­sists. For what­ever era, an archi­tect
works crea­tively with the tools it sup­plies, and today that means mak­ing
best use of the ma­chine. As for the Inter­na­tional Style, it may look ­up-
to-date, but it is in fact ­tailor-made for ec­lec­tics to seize upon, hav­ing
been re­duced to a for­mula that gives no ­thought to mo­ment or mi­lieu,
as ­Wright ob­jects in the Feb­ru­ary 1932 issue of ­T-Square. His­toric eclec­
ti­cism tacks on ­styles, while the Inter­na­tional ­Style’s re­li­ance on for­mula
in fact kills the archi­tect be­fore any­thing valid can be ­created.
At bot­tom, eclec­ti­cism in this field is a con­se­quence of archi­tects
hav­ing no tal­ent. Asked in the No­vem­ber 1933 issue of The Archi­tec­tu­ral
­Record to com­ment on eight new de­signs by prom­i­nent ­Americans in
the pro­fes­sion, ­Wright tries to list par­tic­u­lar ob­jec­tions but in the end
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gives up. “Dear boys—your sen­ior speak­ing,” he says to them di­rectly.


“Why not go back to eclec­ti­cism and, ­safely, stay there?” These jun­iors
are in­ca­pable of or­ganic archi­tec­ture, he in­sists; were they, it would undo
their ­present suc­cess. “With it,” he mocks, “you never could have made
the New York Sky­line what it is today” (CW III: 148). In un­pub­lished
com­ments in­tended for Iz­ves­tia dur­ing his 1937 visit to the So­viet Union,
­Wright is sim­i­larly un­gen­er­ous when con­sid­er­ing his Eu­ro­pean col­
leagues; some of these archi­tects are just paint­ers play­ing with pic­tures.
Sculpt­ing is an­other de­tract­ing meta­phor. In Archi­tec­ture and Mod­ern
Life (1937) he notes that as archi­tects of later eras de­vel­oped their art
from the style of an­cient times they ­worked with their build­ings like a
sculp­tor mod­el­ing clay, mold­ing and en­rich­ing the mass with a pre­ferred
style. The re­sult? Shap­ing the ex­te­rior dic­tates the con­cept of what lies
­within. Con­tem­po­rary Cal­i­for­nia build­ings are no bet­ter. Where sit­ing
could be a great ad­van­tage (in terms of col­lage and ef­fect), local de­vel­op­
ers mis­under­stand the en­tire pro­cess, with un­for­tu­nate re­sults. ­Wright
coins names for them—“re­al­to­ris­to­crats,” “hill-toppers”—and be­moans
their prac­tice of push­ing every­thing up over the hills until the hills them­
selves are de­stroyed. From Los An­geles, he turns east to Wil­liams­burg,
Vir­ginia, where his com­ments at ­William and Mary Col­lege drew some
ire. Re­spond­ing in an un­pub­lished essay (No­vem­ber 1938), ­Wright clar­
ifies that his ob­jec­tions are not to Wil­liams­burg as an his­tor­ic­ al dis­play
but to how such ex­am­ples in­spire an ec­lec­tic style of ap­plied archi­tec­
ture. This cul­tural lag may well per­sist for an­other gen­er­a­tion un­less such
­pretty, sen­ti­men­tal al­lu­sions can be aban­doned in favor of some­thing
more ­life-enhancing.
Those are ­Wright’s ob­jec­tions, de­livered over the ­decade but con­sis­t­
ent in their ex­pres­sion of ­what’s wrong with cur­rent archi­tec­ture. What
could be right with it is the other half of the bi­nary rhet­or­ ic that char­ac­
terizes his ­thought in the 1930s. Be­cause pos­i­tive ref­er­ences out­weigh
the neg­a­tives by ­two-to-one, the di­rec­tion for a syn­the­sis is clear. Or­ganic
archi­tec­ture views a build­ing in terms of its en­clos­ing inter­ior space,
which is it­self the ­structure’s re­al­ity. Walls no ­longer exist as in­stru­ments
of seg­men­ta­tion; the room it­self must ­emerge ­through all as­pects of de­
sign. This prin­ci­ple, fa­mil­iar in ­Wright’s think­ing since the start of the
cen­tury, is now al­lied with his ideal of the “house beau­ti­ful” from the
1890s. As he em­pha­sizes for the Mich­i­gan So­ci­ety of Archi­tects, this
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han­dling of space from ­within ­speaks for a bet­ter life ex­pe­ri­ence there.
For these same lis­ten­ers he con­cludes with an old ref­er­ence, the art and
cul­ture of Japan, ex­plain­ing how it is the man­ner of ­growth ­within a
thing that makes it what it is—not its ex­is­tence, but its be­com­ing. This
dis­tinc­tion from the Pla­tonic ideal­ism of ­static signs is im­por­tant, be­
cause it is art as well that comes from the in­side. Archi­tec­ture is part of
­nature’s life, ­Wright con­cludes in his “Archi­tec­ture of In­di­vid­u­al­ism”
essay from Trend (March-April 1934). It is such in­sight into the pro­cess
of ­growth from ­within that makes such de­signs as the Brook­lyn ­Bridge
and the Cord auto­mo­bile or­ganic archi­tec­ture.
­Wright’s vi­sion of an or­gan­i­cally prin­ci­pled fu­ture ­prompts him to
wax ­poetic. From Ta­lie­sin he can write for Lib­erty mag­a­zine (10 Feb­ru­ary
1932) that the ­beauty of archi­tec­ture is shown best in the coun­try­side,
freed from the city to flow ­across the land and along­side the hills, like
“streaks of light en­meshed in metal ­strands, as music is made of notes”
(CW III: 171). There is a way of archi­tec­tu­ral think­ing as or­ganic that
the an­cients did not know, he seeks to tell the read­ers of Iz­ves­tia; it is
the idea that a vase is not the clay ­shaped on the ­potter’s wheel but the
space that is ­created in­side it. The vase can be iden­ti­cal in Etrus­can and
mod­ern ­American times, even made pre­cisely the same way. But in
­Wright’s view they are dif­fer­ent. This is far from Pla­tonic ideal­ism. In­
stead, ­Wright uses a term for it intro­duced into think­ing about phys­ics
just three ­decades be­fore, “the ­thought that not any fixed ­points but
what lies ­between them in space es­tab­lished by the re­la­tion of each to
each and each to all—rel­at­ iv­ity—is re­al­ity” (CW III: 214–15). Yet ­Wright
is no Ein­stein, nor does he wish to be. In­stead his am­bi­tions are al­lied
with ideal­ism, but of a dif­fer­ent order than ­Plato’s. Struc­ture is what the
mind seeks to know in ­things. Be­cause ­Wright de­scribes the pro­cess as
mu­si­cal, read­ers of Archi­tec­ture and Mod­ern Life might won­der if the
au­thor is a ro­man­tic. To his ­credit, he gives them a di­rect an­swer: “Archi­
tec­ture is this aura (or ‘oversoul’ as Emer­son might say) of struc­ture. It
is a true ex­pres­sion of the life of the human and so­cial world” (CW III:
219).
­Primed on Emer­son, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s ro­man­ti­cism comes on
­strong with the one he sees as the ­philosopher-poet’s pop­u­lar­izer, Walt
Whit­man. ­Truths pur­ported to be “mod­ern” are in fact eter­nal, es­pe­cially
the truth of the or­ganic. “Walt Whit­man ­sensed it,” ­Wright ad­vises,
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al­low­ing only that archi­tec­ture em­ploy­ing it has been rare (CW III: 221).
Even when he tries to speak anthro­po­log­i­cally, ­Wright soon be­gins
sound­ing like the ­nineteenth-century poet he ad­mires. “Man, the an­i­mal,
has al­ways ­sought ­safety first,” he in­tones. “As a man, he con­tin­u­ally
seeks per­ma­nence.” For suc­ces­sive lines ­Wright re­peats the ­phrase, al­
most as a man­tra: as a man, each time link­ing these words to an as­cend­ing
order of qual­ities end­ing with the im­mor­tal. Once there, he as­so­ciates
eter­nal life with archi­tec­ture “as man’s most ob­vi­ous re­al­iza­tion of this
per­sis­tent dream he calls im­mor­tal­ity” (CW III: 226).
From anthro­pol­ogy ­through ro­man­tic ­poetry to archi­tec­ture: in five
short sen­tences ­Wright not only makes the tran­si­tions but ­builds his
ar­gu­ment. Once es­tab­lished, in this case for the read­ers of Archi­tec­ture
and Mod­ern Life, his rhet­o­ric soars. An in­spired struc­ture is con­vinc­ingly
crea­tive, he sug­gests, once its sense of fi­nal­ity ­emerges “from the ­within
out­ward.” When form and func­tion are one, we have found “the cen­ter
line of archi­tec­ture, or­ganic,” which “places us in line with na­ture and
en­ables us sen­sibly to go to work.” The re­sults are im­pres­sive and, re­
mem­ber­ing how ­Wright uses the term, in­spir­ing. With form and func­
tion as one, the ­building’s pat­tern and pur­pose be­come one as well. Such
in­teg­rity is a re­li­able guide, the for­mu­la­tion of which is ­poetic: “Out of
the ­ground into the light,” ac­com­plished with the iden­tity of form and
func­tion and ex­pressed in the na­ture of the build­ing ma­te­ri­als them­
selves (CW III: 239). What Na­ture was for Ralph Waldo Emer­son and
what De­moc­racy could be in the work of Walt Whit­man, so too is
Archi­tec­ture for Frank Lloyd ­Wright: not just a task and a pro­cess, but
an idea.
As an idea, Archi­tec­ture ­serves a high pur­pose. Every de­sign for a
build­ing ­should be a de­sign for bet­ter liv­ing, ­Wright tells an as­sem­bly of
six hun­dred archi­tects (“Speech to the A. F. A.,” The Fed­eral Archi­tect,
June 1939); homes ­should make life ­richer and more pleas­ant, and ­that’s
un­likely to hap­pen in a relic from times pleas­ing only to one’s grand­
mother. In Lon­don, he has a sim­i­lar mes­sage for the Royal In­sti­tute of
Brit­ish Archi­tects. As pub­lished in An Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture: The Archi­tec­
ture of De­moc­racy (1939), his re­marks em­pha­size how a build­ing can be
­poetic when it does the ­proper work of serv­ing re­al­ity while mak­ing
daily life worth liv­ing. More ex­pan­sively, he in­sists that “the inter­pre­ta­
tion of life is the true func­tion of the archi­tect be­cause we know that
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build­ings are made for life, to be lived in and to be lived in hap­pily,


de­signed to con­trib­ute to that liv­ing, joy and liv­ing ­beauty” (CW III: 304).
And most ex­pan­sively of all, ­Wright can warn his lis­ten­ers that “we
can­not have an or­ganic archi­tec­ture un­less we can ­achieve an or­ganic
so­ci­ety!” (CW III: 305).
­Though far re­moved in time and space from the Uni­ver­sity Guild of
Evans­ton, Il­li­nois, in 1894, Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s mes­sage as de­livered
to the Royal In­sti­tute in Lon­don has re­mained in es­sence the same.
Along the way he would im­prove it, ex­pand it, and dress it in the trap­
pings of ­poetry. Over the ­decades more and more struc­tures would be
de­signed, built, and hap­pily lived in as proof of his ­message’s point. But
the idea of an or­ganic archi­tec­ture and the ex­am­ple of what it can pro­vide
mo­ti­vates him not just to de­sign and build but to write and speak. His
mes­sage is sim­ply that or­ganic archi­tec­ture is not a fash­ion or cult but is
in­stead a ded­i­ca­tion to the in­teg­rity of all human life, unit­ing re­li­gion
and sci­ence in the same way that form and func­tion are one. Such are
the work­ings of a true de­moc­racy.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s 1930s end with the archi­tect es­tab­lished as
a major fig­ure in ­American cul­ture. For some, he is ­American cul­ture,
given his span of years dat­ing back al­most to the age of Lin­coln, and
still being in­fluen­tial ­seventy years later. An Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture ­stands
as an ap­pro­pri­ate trib­ute to both his ac­com­plish­ments and what he sees
for the fu­ture. The suc­cesses of Fall­ing­wa­ter and the S. C. John­son
Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing have ­brought media at­ten­tion back to him,
but five ­decades of pub­li­ca­tion have kept his ideas in cir­cu­la­tion even
when there were no stun­ning archi­tec­tu­ral achieve­ments to show off.
This com­bi­na­tion of fac­tors leads to a sig­nal event in ­Wright’s ca­reer,
an en­tire issue of The Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum ( Jan­u­ary 1938) given over to
his work, the ed­it­ing of which would be ­placed under his own con­trol.
Pro­duc­ing an en­tire mag­a­zine—a big, com­plex one at that—is a gar­gan­
tuan task, han­dled cus­to­mar­ily by a large staff. In the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship
­Wright had just that. With the ap­pren­tices gath­er­ing 117 il­lus­tra­tions of
his work, the archi­tect is free to sprin­kle ­quotes from Whit­man and
Tho­reau through­out the issue, and to write a nar­ra­tive that in­cludes
com­men­tar­ies on his most dis­tinc­tive work.
The jewel of his archi­tec­tu­ral canon is Ta­lie­sin. After be­gin­ning
with a quick list of seven or­ganic prin­ci­ples ( ground, shel­ter, ma­te­ri­als,
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space, pro­por­tion, order, and tech­nique), he ­writes at ­length of his home


and stu­dio in the un­spoiled Wis­con­sin coun­try­side. As his prin­ci­ples
man­date, it ­emerges from the ­ground in a time­less man­ner and of­fers
shel­ter that is phys­i­cally rest­ful and aes­thet­i­cally pleas­ing. Even the
large draft­ing room built for his Fel­low­ship is nat­u­ral, what he calls an
ab­stract for­est, with sap drip­ping from the ­freshly cut logs even as they
are ­shaped into beams and sup­ports. From Ta­lie­sin and the ­school’s
draft­ing room ­Wright moves to that ­room’s first com­pleted pro­ject, the
Mal­colm Wil­ley House (1933) in Min­ne­ap­o­lis. Here is his intro­duc­tion
of the Uso­nian home, not fully re­al­ized in this early ex­am­ple but hav­ing
sev­eral key in­gre­dients of the type, in­clud­ing pri­vacy from the ­street and
neigh­bors, a se­ques­tered gar­den, and an open plan set atop a con­crete
mat. Its sense of space, ­Wright says, is mod­ern “with­out get­ting at all
‘mod­ern­is­tic,’ ” a cau­tion that Uso­nian is not part of the Inter­na­tional
Style. In­stead, it re­gards vista as gen­er­at­ing a feel­ing for space both
in­side and out, with the bal­ance of inter­pen­e­tra­tion yield­ing the sense
of shel­ter that, when com­bined with ­senses of space and ma­te­ri­als, is
“the pur­pose of the whole struc­ture of the dwell­ing” (CW III: 279).
Every as­pect here fits ­Wright’s in­itial seven prin­ci­ples; none of them
cor­re­spond to what ­strictly mod­ern­ist archi­tects were doing, ex­cept in
oc­ca­sional straight­ness of line. No priv­i­leg­ing of edge (Gro­pius); no
pre­em­i­nence or pur­ity of idea (Mies); and no ob­ses­sive­ness with the­ory
(Le Cor­busier). Then comes an­other pro­ject com­pleted with Fel­low­ship
sup­port, Fall­ing­wa­ter (1935). Here at­ten­tion to new ma­te­ri­als comes first:
re­in­forced con­crete for the can­ti­lever ­system of hor­i­zon­tal ex­ten­sion,
steel sash for the dra­matic ver­ti­cal rise, both of which com­bine to let the
house ­clutch big boul­ders to pro­ject over and rise above the ­stream. The
re­sult dem­on­strates how ­Wright’s sense of shel­ter has no lim­i­ta­tions of
form ex­cept for ma­te­ri­als and how they are used, al­ways hav­ing “the
meth­ods of con­struc­tion come ­through them.” He can be em­phat­ic­ ally
con­clu­sive about his achieve­ment. “That is all,” ­Wright ­judges. “The
ef­fects you see in this house are not super­fi­cial ef­fects” (CW III: 280).
What you see is what there is, his think­ing sug­gests, much as the art and
lit­er­a­ture of a com­ing age would in­sist.
One de­sign, as yet un­built, is dis­cussed: a sky­scraper stand­ing by
it­self in a ­park-like set­ting, free of city con­ges­tion, and there­fore fit to
be oc­cu­pied. The pro­ject is the St. ­Mark’s Tower. At ­present the only
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built ver­sions of it are mod­els in the Broa­da­cre City dis­play, but that
alone is proof that ­Wright will stay with the idea for the rest of his life—
and even­tu­ally build the Price Tower in Bar­tles­ville dur­ing the 1950s.
For read­ers of The Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum he de­scribes it in lov­ing and in­
spired de­tail, its steel in ten­sion mak­ing it akin to mod­ern achieve­ments
in ship­build­ing. A con­crete core does the same work as a ­ship’s keel,
pro­vid­ing a shaft for con­struc­tion that the tower, being ver­ti­cal, uses to
sup­port its can­til­e­vered ­floors. Each floor is ­slightly ­bigger than the one
below it, ena­bling an outer en­clo­sure of glass and cop­per to be hung from
the floor above. A quad­ru­ple plan iso­lates each of four apart­ments on a
level from each other. As would be shown in Bar­tles­ville, the build­ing is
a beau­ti­ful work of art and an en­joy­able place to live and work.
“Wing­spread” (1937), the home de­signed and built for Her­bert F.
John­son, is intro­duced as a Prai­rie House (Wright would de­clare it his
last), mer­it­ing the term be­cause of its ar­tic­u­la­tion of sep­ar­ate areas for
var­i­ous fam­ily pur­poses in the man­ner of the 1907 Coonley House. What
dis­tin­guishes Wing­spread is its in­teg­rity with the prai­rie land­scape and
its huge liv­ing room stand­ing at the cen­ter of the ­home’s four zones, a
tall chim­ney stack with five fire­places on two lev­els an­chor­ing both the
house it­self and its var­ied ac­tiv­i­ties. De­tails are fur­nished for the ­bricks
and fin­ish work, all of which de­lights the ­architect’s sense for qual­ity.
­Wright is care­ful to show how every as­pect of de­sign and con­struc­tion
fits the Great Lakes land­scape and cli­mate, just as the very dif­fer­ent
con­di­tions of the Ar­i­zona ­desert led to the ­concrete-block con­struc­tion
of the Ar­i­zona Bilt­more Hotel and the pro­po­sals for the San Mar­cos
re­sort that ac­knowl­edges how “the dot­ted line is out­line in all ­desert
crea­tions” (CW III: 283). His work can­not be of­fered for dis­play, it
seems, with­out cor­re­spond­ing ­points of in­struc­tion. In north­ern Cal­i­
for­nia, the hexag­o­nal shape of the hon­ey­comb pro­vides a basis for the
Hanna House, of­fer­ing more pos­sibil­ities for flex­ibil­ity and flow than
does the ­square. If mod­er­ate cost is the goal, then the basic Uso­nian
House is the ­ticket. As de­signed for Her­bert Ja­cobs in Mad­is­ on, Wis­
con­sin, sim­plifi­ca­tion per­mits the build­ing to be com­pleted “in one
op­er­a­tion as it goes along, in­side and out­side” (CW III: 286). As built,
the res­id­ ence is both beau­ti­ful and func­tional, with its big liv­ing room
off the gar­den and cook­ing and din­ing ­spaces ad­ja­cent, if not part of it.
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­ right sees “a cul­tured ­American house­wife” look­ing well in it, as will


W
the “now in­ev­i­ta­ble car” in its car­port, each space de­signed with its oc­cu­
pant in mind. “Where does the gar­den leave off and the house begin?”
he asks, rid­dling in re­turn that it is where the gar­den be­gins and the
house ­leaves off. “With­all, it seems a thing lov­ing the ­ground with a new
sense of space—light—and free­dom to which our U.S.A. is en­ti­tled,”
he con­cludes (CW III: 287), as al­ways unit­ing func­tion with prin­ci­ple.
­Wright’s last ex­am­ple is the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing
(1936). Here is the per­fect struc­ture to make his case that mod­ern archi­
tec­ture ­should be able to pro­duce as in­spir­ing a place to work as any
great ca­the­dral. Its slen­der den­dri­form col­umns keep the ­room’s ef­fect
as light and as plas­tic as pos­sible—much more so than the ­viewer can
be­lieve. Hav­ing this im­pres­sive struc­ture in mind makes it ­easier for the
­magazine’s read­ers to sym­pa­thize with ­Wright’s con­clud­ing com­ments:
“Nei­ther re­al­ism nor re­alis­tic is the stuff of which the uni­ver­sal is made.”
In­stead, “the uni­ver­sal is made of in­tense and ­lively per­sonal mat­ter
ask­ing only that the mat­ter have in­di­vid­u­al­ity” (CW III: 289). The way
to the uni­ver­sal is by work­ing with the prin­ci­ple that form and func­tion
are one. Hence struc­ture it­self is the ul­ti­mate re­al­ity, what ­Wright (in
con­ver­sa­tion with Baker Brow­nell at the end of Archi­tec­ture and Mod­ern
Life) ­claims “Plato meant by ‘Eter­nal Idea’—the es­sen­tial frame­work of
re­al­ity” (CW III: 336). To under­stand ­Wright’s think­ing, one must note
the dis­tinc­tion: not “ideal,” but idea. It is a man­ner of ­thought that lies
at the heart of Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s work.
The 1930s close for the archi­tect with “A Din­ner Talk at Hull House:
No­vem­ber ­Eighth, 1939.” It had been his 1901 lec­ture on “The Art and
Craft of the Ma­chine” in this same lo­ca­tion that had intro­duced his
­thought to a ­highly in­fluen­tial au­di­ence. At the time, they had not ­agreed
with much that he had to say. As he told the Prince­ton stu­dents at­tend­
ing his Kahn lec­tures in 1930, Hull House was still en­thralled with the
Arts and ­Crafts move­ment, react­ing ­against the ma­chine ­rather than
con­sid­er­ing how it could im­prove ­things. At the time, ­Wright had lit­tle
but his vi­sion to sup­port him—no books, no inter­na­tional ­travel, not
even the Prai­rie House as an in­no­va­tion. In 1901 he was still a very young
archi­tect in­deed. How dif­fer­ent is the sit­u­a­tion in 1939! The Arts and
­Crafts move­ment has be­come a ­quaint re­min­der of an era ­eclipsed by
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more ­change than in all of pre­vi­ous his­tory, while Frank Lloyd ­Wright
­stands not only as one of the prime ­agents of archi­tec­tu­ral ­change but as
a ­still-fresh con­tem­po­rary.
Greet­ing his au­di­ence, he is a pic­ture of ease and ­self-confidence, yet
in a ­self-deprecating way. Jok­ing about his age and the wel­come pros­pect
of sit­ting down, he notes that forty years ago his ­thoughts pro­voked a
rowdy fight with those who ­wanted a local Arts and ­Crafts So­ci­ety. De­
spite ex­pect­ing to speak in­for­mally today, to just a group at table­side,
he con­tin­ues for an­other six thou­sand words—an ­hour’s talk, at least—
in bril­liantly or­ga­nized fash­ion. Of ­course he has his­tory on his side,
and a life­time of ex­pe­ri­ence with the topic. But his rhet­o­ric is in ex­cel­lent
shape as well. Every­one ­present would ­surely know what he be­lieves in
and ­stands for, but shar­ing an hour with him in per­son pro­vides the
op­por­tu­nity of learn­ing how he ­thinks. And the man is ­surely think­ing
on his feet (or while he sits, as it were), re­view­ing not only the con­di­
tions of his lec­ture four ­decades be­fore but what has de­vel­oped in the
mean­time.
­Wright’s mem­o­ries of the old days are quick to fix upon an enemy:
not John Ru­skin and ­William Mor­ris them­selves, but the “Ru­skin and
Mor­ris re­ac­tion­ar­ies.” The dis­tinc­tion is an im­por­tant one, be­cause
­forces of re­ac­tion are re­duc­tive of the bet­ter parts of an idea into some­
thing pre­pos­te­rous, and ­thereby an ­easier tar­get for at­tack. Their am­bi­
tion had been “to make ­things by hand, pound their fin­gers and do all
sorts of un­be­com­ing hand­i­craft—good in its way but en­tirely ­beside the
mark in our Chi­cago day’s work.” True, the ma­chine they de­tested was
“out of hand” and ­things were be­com­ing “hid­e­ous” be­cause of that (CW
IV: 20), but this was why ­Wright felt tech­nol­ogy had to be ad­dressed in
a way that made it ­humankind’s ser­vant and not its mas­ter. In 1901, his
Hull House au­di­ence ­wouldn’t lis­ten to such an idea. Today, the archi­
tect does not blame them, but notes how the ma­chine has fal­len into the
hands of those least will­ing or ca­pable to use it for ­proper ef­fect. So as
far as his orig­i­nal topic, he lets it rest in bal­ance: hand­i­work did not save
us, but nei­ther did the ma­chine.
With this old dis­agree­ment out of the way, ­Wright moves to a ­larger
foe, the enemy of ­American archi­tec­ture it­self, which he sees as the
“Co­lo­nial—bas­tard of Clas­si­cal tra­di­tion ­washed up on our East­ern
shore” (CW IV: 21). Al­though the term would not be in use for an­other
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­ alf-century, the ­speaker pro­ceeds with an ar­gu­ment that is per­sua­sively


h
post­co­lo­nial. Be­cause he wants a broad basis for ref­er­ence, he se­lects
the U.S. Govern­ment and state govern­ments as a con­stant on which he
hangs re­spon­sibil­ity for much of what he sees as wrong. Govern­ment
under­writes lend­ing pol­i­cies that sup­port only de­riv­a­tive archi­tec­ture,
and of that only the bland­est kind. No faith what­soever is in­vested in
“the rad­i­cal ideas which are the nat­u­ral basis of all crea­tive en­deavor”
(CW IV: 22). In­stead, govern­ments in­sist on the tra­di­tional model,
which be­cause of the ­country’s youth is co­lo­nial in na­ture. For pa­trons
at Hull House, the trag­edy of this pol­icy is in pub­lic hous­ing, which is
lit­tle more than a sky­scraper laid on its side with the poor put in it to
stay. Thus archi­tec­ture is used to in­sti­tu­tion­al­ize pov­erty, as ­Wright
under­scores in his rhet­o­ric—an­other an­tic­i­pa­tion of so­cial think­ing
more com­mon to the post­war era. There is no room for crea­tiv­ity in this
pro­cess, no room for art—which, in an al­lied ar­gu­ment, is why ­Wright
feels govern­ment and ed­uc­ a­tion ­should leave both to take care of them­
selves. When in­sti­tu­tions do inter­vene, it is only to ­squelch what ­should
be imag­i­na­tive, lead­ing to the “av­er­age of an av­er­age” that the archi­tect
has long de­cried as the re­sult of any ­endowed com­pe­ti­tion. To an­swer
any ­doubts about this, ­Wright ­points to what govern­ments do with their
own archi­tec­ture. In the ­nation’s cap­i­tal, fed­eral de­signs suf­fer from a
de­bil­i­tat­ing ­self-righteousness. False tra­di­tion is every­where, hon­or­ing
Abra­ham Lin­coln with some­thing from ­Greece and re­mem­ber­ing
­Thomas Jef­fer­son, a lead­ing rad­i­cal of his era, with a style from Rome.
State govern­ments are even worse. Their ­choices are ­driven by fear of
look­ing pro­vin­cial—which is just what makes them look that way.
Con­se­quently, the best Amer­ica can do is to come off like “a lit­tle
­One-Horse En­gland” (CW IV: 23).
Fol­low­ing the cus­to­mary plan of think­ing so ev­i­dent in his writ­ing
and speak­ing of the 1930s, ­Wright turns from the prob­lem to a pro­
posed so­lu­tion. As is his habit, that so­lu­tion is ­grounded in the na­ture
of the prob­lem it­self. Govern­ment is by def­i­ni­tion cen­tral­ized, and so if
govern­ment is what has been in­hib­it­ing the ­growth and de­vel­op­ment of
an in­trin­sic ­American archi­tec­ture, then de­cen­tral­iza­tion might well be
the so­lu­tion. Any­one in the least bit fa­mil­iar with Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
­causes will know that this has been his an­swer for any num­ber of prob­
lems, be they in hous­ing, ur­ban­iza­tion, ed­u­ca­tion, or the arts. There­fore
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when he ­presents his an­swer at Hull House, it is ­couched in the na­ture


of his pro­fes­sion and ca­reer. His study of struc­ture hav­ing been de­voted
to over­com­ing “this ­deadly cul­tural lag,” he can urge his lis­ten­ers to
de­cen­tral­ize “all along the line!” The op­po­site of this is to ex­ag­ger­ate,
and “Time was when it was one of the won­ders of the world with us. It
is now our curse” (CW IV: 24).
Is this a ­lead-in to Broa­da­cre City? Most def­i­nitely yes, al­though
­Wright gets there by a clev­erly en­gag­ing route. ­Nearly forty years ago he
had cham­pioned the in­tel­li­gent use of the ma­chine to an au­di­ence at
Hull House, and they ­hadn’t lis­tened. But he has lis­tened to them, and
taken their own mis­sion to heart. He com­pares this epi­sode to what his
uncle, the Rev­er­end Jen­kin Lloyd Jones, was doing on ­Chicago’s South
Side—where, in par­allel fash­ion, the ­nephew’s ideas for how his Lin­coln
Cen­ter ­should be de­signed and built were also re­jected. What im­pressed
­Wright at the time was that as Hull House did set­tle­ment work for the
poor, Lin­coln Cen­ter would do set­tle­ment work for the rich in terms of
pro­vid­ing a com­mu­nity cul­ture sup­por­tive of a bet­ter qual­ity of life, a
qual­ity apart from and be­yond eco­nomic con­cerns. With Hull House
cred­ited and his ­uncle’s ­church al­lied to the cause, ­Wright ­brings him­
self into the mix, get­ting to his fa­vor­ite topic of the day: Broa­da­cre City.
Uncle ­Jenk’s ex­am­ple cor­re­sponds with his ­nephew’s own first con­cern,
which the archi­tect ad­mits is with the rich, be­cause their ter­ri­tory is “the
real slums of our great coun­try—the upper in­come brack­ets of the gold
­coasts, pea­cock al­leys and pent­houses of our cit­ies.” His lis­ten­ers may
laugh, but ­Wright feels the ­plight of these be­nighted rich is ­tragic. “I
well know the real ­poverty-stricken Amer­ica today,” he in­sists, think­ing
of lives be­reft of true ­beauty and lack­ing the sim­ple pleas­ure of a com­
fort­able, in­spir­ing house, “is our ­ultra-successful rich cit­i­zenry” (CW IV:
24). ­Forty-five years after preach­ing a ser­mon that am­plified Rev­er­end
­Gannett’s The House Beau­ti­ful, ­Wright con­tin­ues with his contra­rian
no­tions of ­wealth ver­sus pov­erty, and where true im­pov­er­ish­ment
re­sides.
As the ­speaker’s mind jumps from one eco­nomic level to an­other,
first con­flat­ing the dif­fer­ences in favor of cul­tural im­prove­ment and
then com­ing to rest with the as­sump­tion that those wealthi­est in money
are the poor­est in archi­tec­ture (and hence true hap­pi­ness), his lis­ten­ers
are pre­pared for the next ap­par­ent contra­dic­tion: that Broa­da­cre City is
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not a com­mu­nal idea or other form of uto­pia but is in fact a gen­u­ine test
of what cap­i­tal­ism can most suc­cess­fully be. ­Wright’s basis lies in test­ing
this ­system of eco­nom­ics in an hon­estly dem­o­cratic fash­ion. There, with
a re­spect for the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als and an under­stand­ing that life is
es­sen­tially struc­ture, his archi­tec­ture will let the ­American eco­nomic
­system ful­fill its prom­ise and pro­vide the mak­ings for a life well lived
and so­cially pro­duc­tive.
As a post­script to his talk, fol­low­ing his ­listeners’ ap­plause and
com­ments by a Hull House of­fic­ ial, ­Wright adds three ­thoughts that
or­ga­nize his think­ing of this ­decade just about to con­clude. The first is
to make all pos­sible use of mod­ern ad­van­tages in pur­suit of ­beauty—a
re­min­der of his topic from 1901. The sec­ond is to iden­tify the great task
of the day as elim­i­na­tion—­cutting out the in­sig­nif­i­cant and cor­re­lat­ing
what re­mains. The last and most im­por­tant is to rec­og­nize how crea­tive
minds must be ­trained in struc­ture by those who have mas­tered the
in­te­gral. Who will do this train­ing? The ­crowned sub­ject of Frank
Lloyd ­Wright’s ­thought num­ber three is the archi­tect, who is mas­ter of
all—mas­ter of Broa­da­cre City, of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, and ul­ti­mately
of his own vi­sion for Amer­ica.
Con­clu­sion
A Sec­ond Ca­reer

nearly ­o ne-third of frank lloyd ­w right’s ­drafted


t­ houghts date from the 1940s and 1950s, just as do an even ­greater pro­por­
tion of his built de­signs. This vol­ume of out­put ­speaks for his gen­u­ine
sec­ond ca­reer, be­gin­ning in the mid-1930s with his suc­cess of Fall­ing­
wa­ter, the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing, and the intro­duc­tion
of the Uso­nian home. For the next ­twenty years he would feast on
pub­lic­ity and turn out an astound­ing num­ber of homes, sev­eral ­churches,
a sky­scraper, a civic cen­ter, and the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum. And he would
write.
Like other crea­tive fig­ures “re­dis­cov­ered” late in life, ­Wright had a
sub­stan­tial lit­er­ary canon to draw on, and dur­ing these lat­ter ­decades
much in his writ­ing is re­cy­cled. He had pub­lished books, es­says, and
lec­tures to­tal­ing al­most one mil­lion words, ev­i­dence of his ­well-developed
think­ing and a ­worthy basis for con­tin­ued com­ment. He also had the
sup­port of his Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, sev­eral score of eager help­ers ready
to as­sist with mat­ters archi­tec­tu­ral and ed­i­to­rial. The 1938 issue of The
Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum could not have been as­sem­bled with­out them. Nor
could Fall­ing­wa­ter and the S. C. John­son struc­ture have been built save
for their help.
Writ­ing in 1939 to the Royal In­sti­tute of Brit­ish Archi­tects, which
had ­hosted his lec­tures sev­eral ­months be­fore, ­Wright notes that “today
my build­ing is as far in ad­vance of my build­ing, 1893–1911, as my build­ing
of that pe­riod was in ad­vance of that ­around about it at the same time”
(CW IV: 28). His achieve­ments of the mid-1930s bear this out. Can the
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same be said for any struc­ture of the 1940s and 1950s? The Price Tower,
after all, is al­most iden­ti­cal with the St. ­Mark’s Tower pro­ject of 1929,
and draws es­sen­tials of its con­struc­tion from the 1924 de­sign for the
pro­jected Na­tional Life In­su­rance Build­ing. An­other struc­ture of the
mid-1950s, the Beth S ­ holom Syn­agogue in El­kins Park, Penn­syl­va­nia,
re­flects a de­sign ­Wright had pro­posed in the 1920s for a mas­sive Steel
Ca­the­dral. Works that do stand apart, such as the An­nun­ci­a­tion Greek
Or­tho­dox ­Church (1956) in Wau­wa­tosa, Wis­con­sin, and the mas­sive
Marin ­County Civic Cen­ter (1957), are just that: re­mark­able struc­tures
that are done as ­one-offs, im­pos­sible to ac­count for ­within a canon of
de­sign. As for the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum, its form fi­nal­ized in 1956 and
con­struc­tion com­pleted in 1959, its orig­i­nal­ity dates to ­Wright’s first plans
drawn at the time of com­mis­sion, 1943. It would be the most dif­fi­cult
work of his life, tak­ing an in­or­di­nate ­amount of time and ef­fort for
six­teen years—years dur­ing which the Fel­low­ship had to take re­spon­
sibil­ity for re­al­iz­ing ­Wright’s de­signs for a stag­ger­ing num­ber of homes,
most of them dif­fer­ent but all de­vel­oped from the prin­ci­ples of the
Uso­nian House intro­duced in 1936.
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s pub­lished and un­pub­lished writ­ings of these
years rely to an even ­greater ex­tent on ideas that had ­emerged and taken
form dur­ing his first ca­reer, a ca­reer with long pe­ri­ods of un­em­ploy­
ment when there was not only time for au­thor­ship but a need for it to
sup­port him­self and his fam­ily. Now even his man­ner of pub­li­ca­tion was
retrospec­tive. The 1940s began with a new pub­lisher—Duell, Sloan and
­Pearce—who sug­gested a ­three-volume for­mat cap­i­tal­iz­ing on ­Wright’s
re­pur­chase of fame. The first, On Archi­tec­ture (1941), had Frede­rick
Gu­theim col­lect­ing and intro­duc­ing es­says ­Wright had writ­ten be­gin­
ning in 1894. In the Na­ture of Ma­te­ri­als (1942) put ­Henry-Russell Hitch­
cock to the task of cat­a­logu­ing the ­architect’s work with photo­graphs
and draw­ings, its com­men­tary writ­ten under ­Wright’s super­vi­sion. Only
with a re­vised and ex­panded edi­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy (1943) would
­Wright hold the pen him­self, pre­sum­ably to offer an up­date of his life
since 1932. But as the first edi­tion had al­ready pre­sented vi­sions of such
1930s busi­ness as Broa­da­cre City and the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, there
would be lit­tle orig­i­nal ma­te­rial to add. Com­ments on such achieve­ments
as Fall­ing­wa­ter and the com­mis­sions from Her­bert John­son are re­cy­cled
from the 1938 Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum spe­cial issue, and de­scrip­tions of life
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at Ta­lie­sin it­self are more ­lushly lyr­i­cal than sub­stan­tive. In terms of


think­ing, ­Wright’s Wis­con­sin home and stu­dio were sub­stances of his
first ca­reer. Now the suc­cess of a sec­ond would make that life all the
more en­joy­able. This satis­fac­tion, how­ever, is with ­things as they are,
not how they will be.
Much of the ­architect’s con­cern for the fu­ture dur­ing the early 1940s
is based on his dis­pleas­ure with ­present re­al­ity, not­ably Amer­ica’s par­tic­i­
pa­tion in World War II. As an iso­la­tion­ist, ­Wright’s think­ing is orig­i­nal
only to the ex­tent that he al­lies the ­rights of per­sonal free­dom (against
mil­i­tary con­scrip­tion) with his no­tion of de­moc­racy as de­vel­oped from
an under­stand­ing of the or­ganic. For the most part, his op­po­si­tion to
the war is based on two very per­sonal facts about En­gland: that as a
de­scen­dant of Welsh non­con­form­ists he de­tests En­glish pol­it­ ics, and as
an ­American archi­tect he de­cries the co­lo­nial in­flu­ence that in­hib­its
in­no­va­tion. His ­larger think­ing on the war’s im­port is sound, and ac­tu­
ally pre­scient, es­pe­cially on the ­points of how Brit­ain will come out of
the con­flict as a so­cial wel­fare state and how ­American dom­in ­ ance will
di­min­ish her ­ally’s world stat­ure and eco­nomic ­health.
­Wright be­gins the 1950s with an­other new pub­lisher, Ho­ri­zon Press,
and ­between 1953 and 1959 sees no less than one book per year is­sued.
All, how­ever, draw heav­ily on pre­vi­ous ma­te­rial. The two most co­her­ent
vol­umes, The Nat­ur­ al House (1954) and The Liv­ing City (1958), would be
good intro­duc­tions for read­ers who ­hadn’t read (re­spec­tively) ei­ther An
Auto­biog­ra­phy or The Dis­ap­pear­ing City as pub­lished in 1932. In sim­i­lar
man­ner, the many es­says of this pe­riod serve as oc­ca­sions for ­Wright
to pro­pound prin­ci­ples long es­tab­lished in his think­ing. In­deed, it is
be­cause his archi­tec­ture has be­come so note­worthy that jour­nals are
eager to learn about the ­thought be­hind it. These are also the years
when ­Wright be­comes a tele­vi­sion per­son­al­ity, one of the era’s best for a
scin­til­lat­ing inter­view (as with Mike Wal­lace) or an en­ter­tain­ing en­gage­
ment (most no­to­ri­ously on the quiz show ­What’s My Line?).
The 1940s and 1950s, then, are a time for reach­ing con­clu­sions about
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s man­ner of ­thought, and as usual he does his best
to fa­cil­i­tate the ­reader’s under­stand­ing. With the Great De­pres­sion
­scarcely past and World War II al­ready being ­fought in Eu­rope, he is
quick to re­late his ideas to so­cial re­al­ity. In the Oc­to­ber 1940 issue of
Ta­lie­sin mag­a­zine, he intro­duces the topic of Broa­da­cre City this way:
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by ex­er­cis­ing the ­rights of hu­man­ity to de­cen­tral­ize and re­ap­por­tion its


work, ­Wright’s plan for an ideal com­mu­nity can take shape in the real
world. ­Whereas ear­lier ar­gu­ments had begun by de­cry­ing the evils of
big cit­ies, now the value of Broa­da­cre City is based on a pos­it­ ive, which
is a good way for the con­cept to take its place ­within the canon of ideas.
There are three in­her­ent ­rights sup­port­ing it: a sim­ple and fair me­dium
of ex­change, a right to land as un­de­ni­able as right to air and light, and
a right to the ideas by which peo­ple live, de­ny­ing pri­vate pat­ents for
any­thing per­ti­nent to the com­mon wel­fare. Here at last is the eco­nomic
think­ing of Henry ­George not so much ­brought up to date as shown to
be emerg­ing ­freshly and nat­u­rally from the con­di­tions of Broa­da­cre City
it­self. With these ­points made, ­Wright can pro­ceed with the phys­i­cal
spe­cif­ics con­fi­dent that his read­ers will not dis­miss the con­cept as a
prim­i­tive ­back-to-the-land move­ment but in­stead a “break­ing down of
the ar­ti­fi­cial di­vi­sions set up ­between urban and rural life” (CW IV: 66).
Nor is it com­mu­nal in an eco­nomic sense, and cer­tainly not so­ci­alis­tic.
­Rather it is “a cap­i­tal­ist so­ci­ety ­broadly and ­firmly based on the ­ground”
in­stead of, as pres­ently true, “in the air” (CW IV: 49–50). It is in­deed
“‘capitalism’ car­ried to a hu­mane con­clu­sion” (CW IV: 64).
Be­fore mak­ing his ar­gu­ment, ­Wright seeks agree­ment on com­mon
­ground. Yes, the times are ones of eco­nomic chaos. But as an archi­tect
he knows that true forms owe their truth to inner strug­gle. With this in
mind, he takes the pro­po­sals he had made in the first of his ca­reers and
re­shapes them as con­clu­sions for the sec­ond. The con­cept of de­moc­racy
has under­writ­ten much of his think­ing, and now he can rec­on­cile it with
his own style of be­hav­ior, which at times has been crit­i­cized as being
above and be­yond the norm. Amer­ica’s na­tional ideal must be some­
thing more than “quan­tity and the po­lice,” he ­argues in “The New Di­
rec­tion,” an un­pub­lished essay from 1953. “Qual­ity and Faith” are much
bet­ter, be­cause “De­moc­racy is the high­est form of Aris­toc­racy the world
has ever seen,” ­Wright in­sists. “Aris­toc­racy in­trin­sic: in the na­ture of
man. Not ­handed down” (CW IV: 118). Here is Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
or­ganic think­ing, first dis­cerned in the na­ture of ma­te­ri­als and now ex­
pressed in the na­ture of hu­man­kind.
­Wright’s “de­moc­racy” is far apart from (and well above) the con­cept
of lev­el­ing. For that he coins the term “mo­boc­racy,” and uses it to dis­tin­
guish the con­tri­bu­tions of Louis Sul­li­van from neg­a­tive ­trends. Gen­ius
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and the Mo­boc­racy (1949) turns on the no­tion of the na­ture of a build­ing
ma­te­rial being “in its honor,” just as a man’s in­di­vid­u­al­ity “is his honor!”
Sul­li­van is thus ­contrasted with what lies be­neath him. “No im­i­ta­tor
knows honor,” we are re­minded. Our ­country’s dis­honor is its “mo­b­
oc­racy,” sup­ported by im­i­ta­tion. Mo­boc­racy ­swarms and ­swamps de­moc­
racy, mak­ing “our com­mon­place a bat­tle­field for di­vided inter­ests” (CW
IV: 339). In archi­tec­ture mo­boc­racy cop­ies super­fi­cial ef­fects, ne­glect­ing
fun­da­men­tals. ­Wright coun­ters all this with a meta­phor that is ap­pli­cable
to ­Sullivan’s work but even more one treas­ured for his own. “Why not
the ed­i­fice sym­phonic through­out from foot­ing to cop­ing of the struc­ture
it­self,” he asks, “a har­mony like music?” His ­father, he re­minds read­ers,
­taught him that a sym­phony was an ed­ifi ­ ce of sound. As an archi­tect,
­Wright wants to see “a build­ing con­tin­u­ously plas­tic from in­side to out­
side,” with no inter­rup­tion what­soever of prin­ci­ple. As for Sul­li­van
him­self, “As­ser­tion of pure form as in­te­gral rhyth­mic move­ment was
what made him a lyric poet” (CW IV: 362).
The book added to the 1943 edi­tion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy, “Form,”
ex­tends this sense of plas­tic­ity to all as­pects of life. True form is al­ways
or­ganic in char­ac­ter, ­Wright in­sists. Be­cause form is a mat­ter of struc­
ture, it is per­ti­nent for govern­ment as well as for archi­tec­ture, and be­yond
that ­frames so­ci­ety and de­fines its level of civ­il­iza­tion. Be­cause it is a
me­moir being writ­ten, the au­thor for­goes his cus­to­mary ar­gu­ments
about so­ci­ety and state in favor of dem­on­strat­ing just how life is lived
ac­cord­ing to these be­liefs in form, struc­ture, and plas­tic­ity. De­scrip­tions
are ex­qui­sitely ap­peal­ing, and are borne out in sub­se­quent me­moirs by
the ap­pren­tices them­selves, many of whom re­mem­ber Ta­lie­sin as a par­a­
dise on earth. So­cio­po­li­ti­cal rhet­or­ ic is saved for what ­Wright in­tended
to be a con­clud­ing book of An Auto­biog­ra­phy, “Broa­da­cre City.” Be­cause
his pub­lisher felt the topic had al­ready been cov­ered in other vol­umes,
­Wright is­sued this ver­sion pri­vately. In a con­cise ten thou­sand words he
shows how the con­cept grows from his ­larger views of de­moc­racy, pol­i­
tics, and eco­nomic con­cerns, draw­ing on Henry ­George “for the ­ground”
and Sil­vio Ge­sell “for the money” (CW IV: 247). If there is any dif­fer­ence
to these com­ments on Broa­da­cre City, it is ­Wright’s more mel­lowed
tone, be­fit­ting the ­statement’s auto­bio­graph­i­cal char­ac­ter. As a ­builder,
he has known how true form is or­ganic, not only proph­e­sy­ing it but
see­ing the prin­ci­ple re­al­ized in both bet­ter homes and bet­ter lives ­within
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them. An “archi­tect of so­cial order,” ­Wright’s man­ner of de­scrib­ing a


states­man “could in one life­time lay down out­lines on which we could
build the Dem­o­cratic State for which I would be happy to build or­ganic
build­ings,” he ac­knowl­edges. They ­should be built as nor­mal, not rev­ol­u­
tion­ary. “The life of a rev­ol­u­tion­ist is not easy to sus­tain” (CW IV: 246).
This pro­posed con­clu­sion to An Auto­biog­ra­phy is best read as ­Wright
in­tended it; he did hurry to have the Broa­da­cre City pages ­printed and
bound and ready for pri­vate dis­tri­bu­tion when the 1943 edi­tion as his
pub­lisher ­wanted it ap­peared, and in his Col­lected Writ­ings it fol­lows the
other book as he had hoped. The full ­volume’s con­clu­sive­ness is ev­i­dent
in other ways as well. He can write of the joy­ful life at Ta­lie­sin and its
sen­su­ous ­beauty when at rest, in­clud­ing lyr­ic­ al pas­sages on its ­sights and
­smells, ­rhythms and sea­sons. He can visit the fam­ily bu­rial ­ground at
Unity ­Chapel and re­mark on the scope of tra­di­tion, one to which he has
al­ready made his own ­tragic ad­di­tion: the un­marked grave of Mamah
Borth­wick Che­ney. Scat­tered among the per­sonal nar­ra­tives are seem­
ingly ran­dom com­ments on his major build­ings. In cap­sule, these de­
scrip­tions have much in com­mon with what has been said in the Jan­u­ary
1938 issue of The Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum, but in se­quence here the ef­fect is
quite dif­fer­ent: that of a mem­oir­ist look­ing back at some high­lights of a
ca­reer. Thus the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing is seen in the
spe­cial light of the Lar­kin Build­ing three ­decades be­fore, and Wing­
spread iden­tified with the ­Coonley House yet ­contrasted in terms of
its bold di­rect­ness in form and treat­ment. He notes that it is the last of
his Prai­rie ­Houses, but adds that he ­doesn’t know why. ­There’s a sense
of his­tory as well to his de­scrip­tion of his lat­est work for him­self, the
­Fellowship’s new out­post in Ar­i­zona. “That ­desert camp be­longed to
the ­desert as ­though it had stood there for cen­tu­ries,” he ­opines. “And
also built into Ta­lie­sin West is the best in the ­strong young lives” of the
ap­pren­tices over the past seven years (CW IV: 170). The eter­nal ­desert,
seven years of a young ­person’s life: it is Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s sense of
auto­biog­ra­phy that holds this range to­gether, con­vey­ing the sense of
who he is. That iden­tity rests, as it were, with not just a ­lifetime’s achieve­
ment of build­ings but the es­tab­lish­ment of two Ta­lie­sins, their na­tures
com­ple­ment­ing his own rich com­plex­ity of char­ac­ter.
Had ­Wright been able to ex­e­cute his de­sign for the Gug­gen­heim
Mu­seum in time, it could have fig­ured as a cli­max to the archi­tec­tu­ral
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high­points of his ca­reer as ­ticked off in his ­autobiography’s re­vi­sion. Its


writ­ing, how­ever, took place in 1942, a prod­uct of war­time re­stric­tions
put­ting a halt to much archi­tec­tu­ral work. It would be June of 1943 be­fore
Hilla Rebay, cu­ra­tor of Sol­o­mon R. ­Guggenheim’s per­i­pa­tetic col­lec­
tion of non­ob­jec­tive art, con­tacted ­Wright about de­sign­ing a per­ma­
nent home for this work. Be­cause the archi­tect fan­cied a lo­ca­tion in the
coun­try while Rebay and Gug­gen­heim in­sisted on sit­ing the mu­seum in
the heart of New York City, spe­cif­ics had to wait until De­cem­ber 1944,
with pres­en­ta­tion draw­ings ready only in early 1945. Once the lo­ca­tion
was pur­chased, work­ing draw­ings were pre­pared, tak­ing an­other year.
On 7 Sep­tem­ber 1945 an agree­ment was ­signed and a model built.
Wish­ing to pub­li­cize the ­museum’s in­no­va­tive spi­ral form, the archi­tect
had photo­graphs taken for The Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum and an ac­com­pa­ny­ing
text added to the ­packet for Mag­a­zine of Art. With the two ar­ti­cles ap­
pear­ing in Jan­u­ary 1946, ­Wright might well have felt con­clu­sive about this
lat­est suc­cess. Lit­tle did he know that con­struc­tion de­lays, ob­jec­tions by
city au­thor­ities, ­Rebay’s dis­mis­sal, and prob­lems with the Gug­gen­heim
heirs (after the ­collector’s death in 1949) would push back the final de­sign
date to 1956 and delay its open­ing until 1959, six ­months after its ­architect’s
death.
Nev­er­the­less, “The Mod­ern Gal­lery” reads with the same sense of
con­fi­dence ev­i­dent when ­Wright de­scribes his other major achieve­ments
in An Auto­biog­ra­phy. “For the first time in the his­tory of archi­tec­ture a
true log­a­rith­mic spi­ral has been ­worked out as a com­plete plas­tic build­
ing” (CW IV: 281), he an­nounces, glo­ry­ing in the ul­ti­mate ex­pres­sion of
this man­ner of de­sign emerg­ing as proof of the or­ganic. Not one floor
atop an­other but a sin­gle ramp, grand and slow, wid­en­ing as it as­cends
but in­tended for the mu­seum ­goers’ lei­surely de­scent (after tak­ing an
el­e­va­tor to the top): the struc­ture is so phys­i­cally nat­u­ral that ­Wright
fan­cies it would ­bounce if ­tossed up from the ­ground. But be­yond all its
fea­tures that priv­i­lege the ­patrons’ ex­pe­ri­ence in view­ing art is the way
the build­ing re­flects on the peo­ple them­selves in­stead of being ­scaled
to grand pro­por­tions. With­out stat­ing it, ­Wright is able to imply why
he ­wanted to build out in the coun­try­side in­stead of on New ­York’s
busy Fifth Av­e­nue. Con­ced­ing to his ­patrons’ wish for ac­cess­ibil­ity, the
archi­tect man­ages to de­sign an en­clave where cit­i­zens of the ­pig-piled
me­trop­o­lis, as he had ­called it in so many trea­tises about the city, could
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re­cover a sense of them­selves. In the Uso­nian House de­sign, this was


ac­com­plished by turn­ing the back of the house to­ward the ­street, al­low­
ing the ex­u­ber­ance of sim­ple ex­is­tence to flow un­in­hib­ited ­through
wel­com­ing ­spaces out into the shel­tered gar­den. In the S. C. John­son
Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing, ­light-filled space ­created by the del­i­cate den­
dri­form col­umns pro­vided an ideal, up­lift­ing place to work, just as the
­architect’s ­church de­signs, dat­ing back to Unity Tem­ple, of­fered per­fect
­places for fel­low­ship and wor­ship. Now with the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum
­Wright could ­present a fa­cil­ity that ­brings out the best in human be­ings
as they in­vest some time, com­fort­ably and re­ward­ingly, in one of ­life’s
best under­tak­ings, the ap­pre­ci­a­tion of truly great art.
Sim­i­larly, ­Wright’s con­clu­sive feel for the na­ture of de­moc­racy could
not be ex­pressed in the 1943 re­vi­sion and ex­pan­sion of An Auto­biog­ra­phy,
but would have to wait until World War II (a ter­rible dis­rup­tion of his
­ideals) ended. That con­clu­sion comes in “Build­ing a De­moc­racy” as
pub­lished in Ta­lie­sin ­Square-Paper Num­ber 10 (Oc­to­ber 1946). Hav­ing
seen the last ­half-century ­evolve, he can state with great au­thor­ity that
“De­moc­racy and archi­tec­ture, if both are or­ganic, can­not be two sep­ar­ate
­things.” The re­cently con­cluded war had frus­trated this, of ­course, quite
per­son­ally for ­Wright, who not only had his prac­tice put on hold and
his Fel­low­ship de­pleted by the draft but was hu­mil­i­ated by hav­ing his
coun­try go to war in sup­port of an al­le­giance that went ­against his an­ces­
tral non­con­form­ism and pro­fes­sional post­co­lo­ni­al­ism. Now, with all that
in the past, he can make his major point, based on the type of dis­tinc­tion
that cat­al­yzes the rhe­tor­ic­ al suc­cess of his best ar­gu­ments. “De­moc­racy
is not so much a form—even were we to find it—or a pol­icy—even were
we to make it—as it is abid­ing faith in man’s in­di­vis­ible right to him­self
as him­self.” Here is what every­one ­should have ­learned from the war:
“Man-made codes come in to ob­struct, ex­pro­pri­ate or pun­ish only when
we lose sight of the way to live nat­u­rally, as we build, and build nat­u­rally
as we live.” And what is that way? Archi­tec­ture and de­moc­racy: “Both
must come from ­within, spon­ta­ne­ously” (CW IV: 300).
His ar­gu­ment made, the au­thor can wax ­poetic, prais­ing or­ganic
struc­ture as grow­ing like hu­man­kind it­self in all its no­bil­ity. In a ref­er­
ence new to his writ­ing at this time, but more com­mon in his last ­decade
of work, ­Wright ­argues that the archi­tec­ture of de­moc­racy “will be the
ex­ter­nal­iz­ing of this inner see­ing of the man as Jesus saw him, from
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­ ithin—not as an an­im
w ­ al or a robot, but a liv­ing soul.” Such lofti­ness is
­contrasted with “this cin­der strip here in the East” that im­i­tates En­gland.
The So­viet Union is no bet­ter, slav­ishly im­i­tat­ing build­ings of the cul­
ture it over­threw. All in all, “The dem­o­cratic code must be de­signed to
com­plete, not to pre­vent the man” (CW IV: 301). If that in­volves al­lud­ing
to Marx and Jesus in the same short essay, so be it. The age Frank Lloyd
­Wright was liv­ing in these last years was about to ­eclipse the mod­ern­ism
that had kept these two fig­ures sep­ar­ate.
In his last ­decade the ­architect’s writ­ten work re­prises his im­por­tant
­themes of half a cen­tury be­fore, but with a con­clu­sive em­pha­sis on their
im­por­tance for life as lived in this realm of ­thought. For read­ers of The
Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record in May 1952, ­Wright’s “Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture Looks
at Mod­ern Archi­tec­ture” ­presents a fa­mil­iar ar­gu­ment with a newly
under­scored moral. After de­tail­ing the fea­tures of what he would soon
be call­ing his nat­u­ral house, ­Wright sums up its major ad­van­tage, which
is a sense of space ­scaled not just to human size but to human need.
“The inter­ior space to be lived in be­came the re­al­ity of the whole per­for­m­
ance ” (CW V: 48), he clar­ifies, com­bin­ing ­thoughts from The House
Beau­ti­ful of the 1890s with the Uso­nian home as con­ceived in the mid-
1930s and still ahead of its times as he w ­ rites. Yet ­Wright would argue
that suc­cess for or­ganic archi­tec­ture was a mat­ter of dis­cern­ment and
not fash­ion­abil­ity. Above all, be­cause it was in­di­vid­ual in na­ture, or­ganic
archi­tec­ture did not do well among jour­nal­ists, es­pe­cially in a coun­try
en­thralled by com­mu­ni­ca­tions media. ­Wright him­self had tried to re­port
on his work, but even at its best such rep­re­sen­ta­tions are by na­ture
sec­ond hand. His Ta­lie­sin Tract of De­cem­ber 1953, “Man,” makes the
point that while lit­er­a­ture tells, archi­tec­ture shows. For true im­pact, he
be­lieves, his struc­tures would have to be lived in to be under­stood.
The Nat­ur­ al House (1954) is prob­ably ­Wright’s most ac­cess­ible book.
As a paper­back in the ­decades fol­low­ing his death it pop­u­lar­ized his
con­cepts in a cul­ture be­com­ing in­creas­ingly post­mod­ern—which is to
say, a cul­ture that in­creas­ingly ques­tioned the au­thor­ity of any text even
as it rec­og­nized how ex­pe­ri­ence it­self is inter­tex­tual in na­ture. In a
con­cise forty thou­sand words ­Wright’s vol­ume dis­tills the es­sence of
many oth­ers, in­clud­ing both edi­tions of his auto­biog­ra­phy and nu­mer­ous
es­says and ad­dresses on the sub­ject. This short work would allow read­ers
to by­pass the spe­cif­ics of ­Wright’s life story and per­sonal pol­i­tics, by
Conclusion: A Second Career 161

now fa­mil­iar to all from his wide ex­po­sure as a media per­son­al­ity, in


favor of get­ting right in­side the house it­self. There is no need to lec­ture
about the evils of ur­ban­iza­tion; a quick image says it all in terms of
human ef­fect, which is the “mean ten­dency to tip every­thing in the way
of human oc­cu­pa­tion or hab­i­ta­tion up edge­wise in­stead of let­ting it lie
com­fort­ably flat­wise with the ­ground where spa­cious­ness was a vir­tue”
(CW V: 79). ­Against this con­di­tion ­stands the nat­u­ral house, tak­ing ad­
van­tage of the hor­i­zon­tal as the line of re­pose, the “earth line of human
life” (CW V: 80). Built using brick as brick and wood as wood, with
newer ma­te­ri­als such as con­crete, glass, and steel each being them­selves
as well, it fol­lows the cor­re­la­tions and in­te­gra­tions of life it­self. With
the ­proper ­thought be­hind it, the ma­chine can be of great help in this
re­gard.
Spe­cif­ics of the nat­u­ral house are the ones ­Wright has been de­scrib­ing
since the first Ja­cobs res­i­dence of ­nearly ­twenty years be­fore. But now
he has a ­broader sense of their im­por­tance. Walls, ceil­ings, and ­floors
work to­gether so well in the Uso­nian House be­cause they are com­po­
nents of each other. Sur­faces flow to­gether in a con­ti­nu­ity of the whole,
all con­structed fea­tures elim­i­nated, much like how Louis Sul­li­van had
dis­carded back­ground in his or­na­men­ta­tion so that there might be a
­sounder sense of the whole. Thus a point from Gen­ius and the Mo­boc­racy
is com­bined with an­other from ­Wright’s var­i­ous state­ments about the
Uso­nian dwell­ing not just for mu­tual sup­port but to sug­gest a point of
res­ol­u­tion (if not clo­sure) in the ­author’s think­ing. This is es­pe­cially
ap­pro­pri­ate given The Nat­ur­ al ­House’s ­larger the­sis, that “there can be
no sep­ar­a­tion ­between our archi­tec­ture and our cul­ture. Nor any sep­a­
r­at­ ion of ei­ther from our hap­pi­ness. Nor any sep­ar­a­tion from our work”
(CW V: 94).
Two ­decades of Uso­nian ­Houses give ­Wright ev­id ­ ence for his con­
clu­sion that be­cause of the free­dom ex­pe­ri­enced when liv­ing in a house
­wherein every­thing is gen­u­ine and har­mo­ni­ous one en­joys a bet­ter life,
as op­posed to the tra­di­tional struc­ture where hab­it­ a­tion is con­tained in
a se­ries of boxes. Res­i­dents may rec­og­nize this for what it is or sim­ply
ben­e­fit from the more pleas­ing at­mos­phere. Cli­ents have writ­ten ­Wright
to this ef­fect, which ­doesn’t sur­prise him: like ­plants in rich soil, they
have flour­ished, but be­cause they are human be­ings they can take pride
in the pur­pose they feel as in­di­vid­u­als and as a fam­ily.
162 Conclusion: A Second Career

Super­in­tend­ing it all is ­Wright him­self as mas­ter of a con­sis­tent


gram­mar. This con­sis­tency is why his cli­ents so enjoy their homes, but
it is not their duty to know why. “Gram­mar is no prop­erty for the usual
owner or the oc­cu­pant of the house,” he al­lows. “But the man who
de­signs the house must, in­ev­i­ta­bly, speak a con­sis­tent ­thought-language
in his de­sign” (CW V: 121). Note the co­in­age: ­thought-language. A
Uso­nian home, the true nat­u­ral house, is not an as­sem­blage of rooms
but a man­ner of ­thought. “I doubt that this af­fair can be ­taught to
any­one,” ­Wright warns, which is why his Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship en­rolls
ap­pren­tices and not stu­dents. Nor is it a phi­lo­so­phy de­rived from other
­sources, not even the under­stand­ing of space ex­pressed by Lao Tse. Yes,
there are par­allels, ­Wright ad­mits, but only ones he be­came aware of
“after I had found and built it for my­self ” (CW V: 126). ­Democracy’s
cel­e­bra­tion of the in­di­vid­ual in­forms this or­ganic prin­ci­ple that priv­i­
leges the hab­it­ a­tion of space over any out­ward fea­ture. Lao Tse may
have ­thought it, ­Wright re­minds read­ers, but nei­ther he nor any­one else
in his­tory “had con­sciously built it.” Any­one other than Frank Lloyd
­Wright, that is, whose his­tory now ­stands as ex­am­ple. “When I ­thought
of that, nat­u­rally ­enough I ­thought, ‘Well, then, every­thing is all right,
we can still go along with head up,’ ” he con­cludes. “I have been going
along—head up—ever since” (CW V: 127).
The Story of the Tower ap­pears in 1956, cel­e­brat­ing the open­ing of the
H. C. Price Tower in Bar­tles­ville, Okla­homa. This com­mis­sion dates
from 1952, but re­alizes the de­sign pro­posed for the St. ­Mark’s Tower in
New York in 1929 and em­ploys the can­ti­lever and sheath­ing fea­tures of
the Na­tional Life In­su­rance Build­ing pro­ject of 1924. With his build­ing
fi­nally in ex­is­tence, ­Wright can be con­clu­sive about its ef­fect: what for a
third of a cen­tury be­fore­hand was just ­thought has be­come ma­te­rial
re­al­ity. Frank Lloyd ­Wright the vi­sion­ary can now enjoy talk­ing in prac­
ti­cal terms, de­scrib­ing the can­ti­lever and rat­ing its ef­fi­ciency, not­ing the
added liv­ing space ­gained from this sav­ing of ­weight, and boast­ing of the
light ­gained from the abun­dance of glass made pos­sible by this de­sign—
“ten per cent more glass area as ‘exposure’ than you may see in the av­er­
age com­mer­cial build­ing such as Gor­don ­Strong’s Re­pub­lic Build­ing
down on State ­Street, cor­ner of Adams, in Chi­cago” (CW V: 150), a
com­ically spe­cific ref­er­ence to a de­vel­oper who had con­sid­ered giv­ing
­Wright ex­cep­tion­ally dar­ing com­mis­sions in the 1920s, in­clud­ing a
Conclusion: A Second Career 163

­ ountain-like ­drive-through plan­e­tar­ium, and then ­backed out. Em­i­


m
nently prac­ti­cal, the Tower is phys­i­cally beau­ti­ful, draw­ing on the aes­
thetic of the sleek ocean liner, stream­lined air­plane, and strik­ing auto­
mo­bile. Lyr­i­cally, it sug­gests a spi­der spin­ning its web to cap­ture sliv­ers
of glass. Ir­i­des­cent col­ors rise from the city­scape that is the ­Tower’s park,
and the metal ­shafts them­selves take on at­trac­tive color­a­tion—all im­ages
used ­decades be­fore to de­scribe the St. ­Mark’s pro­ject. This beau­ti­ful
and ef­fi­cient won­der, ­Wright can now prove, has been de­livered at “half
the cost of the ­stuffy cav­erns it re­places” (CW V: 153). With the re­al­ity
of his build­ing be­fore him, its ­beauty ev­i­dent and its ­cost-effectiveness
­proven, the archi­tect can­not help but be­come vi­sion­ary again. Even­tu­
ally all build­ings will be like this, he rhap­so­dizes. No re­al­ity is ever ­enough
to bring rest to his man­ner of ­thought.
The pub­li­ca­tion of A Tes­ta­ment oc­curs in 1957; this is a book given
al­most en­tirely to the re­fine­ment of the ­author’s ideas. It ­starts with the
no­tion of ­beauty it­self, de­scribed by ­William Blake as the con­se­quence
of utter full­ness of na­ture in ex­pres­sion: ex­pres­sion in­trin­sic. Ex­u­ber­ance
and not ex­cess is what both ­Wright and his model poet value. Ex­cess is
vul­gar, ex­u­ber­ance is sub­lime. In sim­il­ar man­ner, there is a world of dif­
fer­ence ­between the phys­ic­ al­ity of form fol­low­ing func­tion and the spir­i­
tu­al­ity of form and func­tion being one. In­tel­lect it­self faces the same
chal­lenge: ­should it be de­graded by ed­u­ca­tion or up­lifted by the prin­ci­ples
of one’s own being?
­Should ­William Blake be too ex­u­ber­ant for ­readers’ ­tastes, there is
“the ­master-poet of our world” to heed, one who ­preached that “The
King­dom of God is ­within you.” The “only vis­ible ev­i­dence of this in
mod­ern art,” ­Wright adds, “is or­ganic archi­tec­ture,” the sub­ject of his
own preach­ing (CW V: 170). Be­fore it had been Marx and Jesus, and in
a few more pages it will be Lao Tse and Jesus. For now, it is Jesus and
Frank Lloyd ­Wright. The archi­tect feels com­fort­able in such com­pany
be­cause of his life­long under­stand­ing, dat­ing from his train­ing with the
Froe­bel ­blocks, that there is an “in­nate sense of or­ig­ in” that works as the
“ac­ti­vat­ing cause of all vis­ible ef­fects” (CW V: 189). When ap­plied to
so­cial life, this be­lief in­forms de­moc­racy with a faith in hu­man­kind as
in­di­vid­ual, “a new kind of aris­toc­racy—as I have said—of the man, not
on him” (CW V: 205). Or­ganic archi­tec­ture is the way to re­al­ize this,
­Wright con­cludes; ­through its art a cul­ture will de­velop that en­riches
164 Conclusion: A Second Career

so­ci­ety, em­pow­er­ing in­di­vid­u­als by let­ting them con­sider their lives as


their own. This idea of or­ganic archi­tec­ture is one that ­Wright has come
up with by him­self, with no out­side in­flu­ence This is his tes­ta­ment as
pub­lished two years be­fore his death.
Yet even at age ­ninety-one Frank Lloyd ­Wright could not let go of
the idea of Broa­da­cre City. The Dis­ap­pear­ing City had ap­peared in 1932,
When De­moc­racy ­Builds in 1945, and other de­scrip­tions of his plan for a
de­cen­tral­ized de­moc­racy had been made in his lec­tures, es­says, and
pri­vate pub­li­ca­tions. But there would still be room in his canon for one
last, con­clu­sive state­ment on the topic: The Liv­ing City, pub­lished in
1958. At ­eighty thou­sand words, it ranks as his most ex­haus­tive treat­
ment of the Broa­da­cre idea. Be­fore, he has writ­ten as a so­cial ­critic.
Now he ­speaks as a phi­los­o­pher, look­ing at the world as it is today and
re­mark­ing that “space val­ues have en­tirely ­changed to time val­ues” in
terms of mo­bil­ity (CW V: 284). Space, we know from ­Wright’s other
works, is de­ter­mined by the inter­ior. But as far as ex­te­rior spac­ing, it is
the time taken to cover the dis­tance that is the de­ter­min­ing fac­tor, newly
intro­duced by tele­com­mu­ni­ca­tions and the auto­mo­bile. Be­cause of
these new con­cep­tions of time and space, hu­man­kind is ­closer to na­ture,
both in terms of ­travel and in the na­ture of hous­ing that ­erases the “hard
and fast lines ­between out­side and in­side.” As a phi­los­o­pher, the ul­ti­mate
­status for any life­time ­thinker whose ideas not only co­a­lesce but have
some ­worldly proof, ­Wright can meas­ure human prog­ress. “Con­ti­nu­ity,
plas­tic­ity, and all these imply,” he notes, “are fast com­ing home to him—
a mi­rac­u­lous new re­lease in life as well as archi­tec­ture” (CW V: 305).
Had ­Wright lived to see the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum com­pleted and
­opened, he could have writ­ten about it, as he did for the Price Tower, as
an idea long held and fi­nally re­al­ized. He did man­age to push that idea
along, in the 1950s es­tab­lish­ing “Ta­lie­sin East” in a suite at the Plaza
Hotel in New York so that he could be close for nego­ti­a­tions with city
au­thor­ities and contrac­tors and ul­ti­mately for the con­struc­tion it­self. As
the struc­ture rose with its dis­tinc­tive spi­ral form, ­Wright ­climbed the
ramp, point­ing with his cane as if will­ing the mu­seum into ex­is­tence—
photo­graphs of him doing just this ­filled mag­a­zine pages in 1958 and
early 1959. In 1958 the build­ing was close ­enough to com­ple­tion that he
felt com­fort­able writ­ing a short essay on the sub­ject. Had he lived, it
would have been pub­lished to cel­e­brate the ­Guggenheim’s open­ing later
Conclusion: A Second Career 165

in 1959; as it hap­pened, the piece ap­peared in a vol­ume on the mu­seum


is­sued by the Ho­ri­zon Press in 1960.
What ­Wright says to read­ers from the grave is sim­ply what he could
see in 1958: that the ­building’s walls and ­spaces, both in­side and out, “are
one in sub­stance and ef­fect.” That is the re­al­ity. Be­hind it ­stands an
idea, that of a unity ­present among the paint­ings, their view­ers, and the
build­ing that hosts both. Here ­Wright looks for­ward to how the art­
works would be ­viewed. Fa­mous paint­ers, in­clud­ing such lead­ing ab­stract
ex­pres­sion­ists as Wil­lem de Koon­ing and Franz Kline, had com­plained
that the ­slanted walls and ramps would make ­proper dis­play of their
work im­pos­sible, but for them ­Wright has an an­swer. “The char­ac­ter of
the build­ing it­self as archi­tec­ture ­amounts to ‘fram­ing,’ ” he sug­gests.
De­tached from the wall, the pic­ture “is pre­sented to view much as a
jewel set in a sig­net ring. Pre­cious—as it­self ” (CW V: 245). As in any
­Wright de­sign, every­thing works to­gether for the ­proper no­tion of
inter­ior space, ­whether for peo­ple in their homes or in a gal­lery to view
works of art. The walls curv­ing out­wards make for a sense of re­pose in
the ­spiral’s up­ward sweep, with the paint­ings “freely ­floated in an at­mo­
s­phere of archi­tec­ture in­stead of ­framed,” he re­marks. The art­ists ­should
be happy, he im­plies, be­cause in his de­sign their works will be pre­sented
“as fea­tures in them­selves—not as if ­painted on or sub­ser­vi­ent to the
wall be­hind them.” In­deed, the archi­tect ac­cords them the high­est
priv­i­lege he can grant: “They are now seen as mas­ter of their own al­lot­ted
space” (CW V: 248).
Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s last two es­says speak to the fu­ture. In the first,
writ­ten for the ­forward-looking read­ers of The Pro­gres­sive ( Jan­u­ary
1959), he cel­eb ­ rates “A Cul­ture of Our Own,” as his title has it. What is
in­dig­e­nous to ­American cul­ture is the na­ture of ­things, of and for the
­thing’s na­ture, he ­writes, add­ing that it is “only by way of a na­ture study
in­ti­mate, per­sis­tent, re­lent­less, that young men or women can in­form
them­selves of what con­sti­tutes re­al­ity in this life” (CW V: 347). “Na­ture”
in this sen­tence does not mean flora and fauna, but ­rather the ul­ti­mate
re­al­ity of ­things, as de­scribed be­fore. ­Wright would agree with Ralph
Waldo Emer­son and the other Transcen­den­tal­ists that ­nature’s phys­ic­ al
crea­tions are im­prints of an ideal Na­ture, but sim­ply as a basis for going
much far­ther with the idea, going into “the na­ture of ­things” them­selves
as a prin­ci­ple for his own or­ganic de­sign. For ­Wright, archi­tec­ture is
166 Conclusion: A Second Career

“the basic en­deavor of man­kind, the ­mother art,” the art that “presents
man” in­stead of sim­ply talk­ing about him (as does lit­er­a­ture) or pic­tur­ing
him (as does paint­ing). To ex­pe­ri­ence him, “go into his build­ings. That
is where you will find him as he is” (CW V: 346).
In the very last of his writ­ings, “Pre­am­ble to The Won­der­ful World of
Archi­tec­ture,” ­Wright ­speaks to young read­ers. Not pub­lished until 1962,
the piece was found on his desk the morn­ing he died, as Bruce ­Brooks
Pfeif­fer notes when using it to close the Col­lected Writ­ings. “Man’s
great­est gift lies in his vi­sion,” ­Wright em­pha­sizes, cau­tion­ing that an
­over-reliance on sci­ence usu­ally pre­vents this vi­sion from fo­cus­ing on
“the ­beauty of him­self: man’s own spir­i­tual haven.” When vi­sion does
focus, how­ever, ­beauty be­comes an ex­pe­ri­ence of ­greater im­por­tance.
And at the most im­por­tant level ­stands “man’s crea­tive archi­tec­ture: the
great­est proof of his im­mor­tal soul” (CW V: 349).
It is hard to im­a­gine any other archi­tect, cer­tainly of mod­ern times,
being able to make such a state­ment. Just pic­tur­ing their work, how­ever
ad­mir­able, se­verely lim­its the no­tion. But with Frank Lloyd ­Wright’s
achieve­ments in mind—Fall­ing­wa­ter, the S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion
Build­ing, the Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum, and count­less Prai­rie ­Houses and
Uso­nian homes—the sen­ti­ment soars. Very few can state, as he does in
1958, that “I have lived to see ­things hap­pen few men see.” Who else can
add that “Ideas ­fought for when I was young and ­dark-haired have been
ac­cepted.” And who bet­ter than Frank Lloyd ­Wright to say that “I know
the price of suc­cess—un­re­mit­ting de­vo­tion, hard work, and an in­ex­tin­
guish­able love for the ­things you want to hap­pen.” For over ­seventy
years he had de­signed and writ­ten. Now ­nearly all of that had come into
re­al­ized form, with the world so much dif­fer­ent, so much bet­ter for it.
“You can’t ­achieve this much,” he con­cludes, “with­out this ­deep-seated
feel­ing for all life that we call love” (CW V: 232).
Ap­pen­dix

Di­vorce ­Papers of
William C. and Anna L. ­Wright

The fol­low­ing pub­lic doc­u­ment is ­housed in the Uni­ver­sity ­Archives, Steen­bock


Li­brary, Room 425, Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin, Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin. It is kept
in a brown ma­nila en­ve­lope la­beled “Frank Lloyd ­Wright File from: Gay­lord
L. Moser, 754 E. So. St., Rich­land Cen­ter, Wis. mis­cel­la­ne­ous in­for­ma­tion re:
­William C. ­Wright.” Words ­crossed out in the orig­i­nal are in­di­cated as such
and ­spelling and punc­tu­at­ ion idio­syn­cra­sies have been re­tained.

Dane ­County Cir­cuit Court


­William C. ­Wright
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright
­Drawer No. 734 [224 super­im­posed]
Tax pd. Fees pd
Ac­tion for Di­vorce
J. H. Car­pen­ter ­Plaintiff ’s At­tor­ney.
Ct ­Record, Vol. 10, Page 24
04/24/5

Folio 1
State of Wis­con­sin.
Cir­cuit Court Dane ­County.
­William C. ­Wright Plain­tiff
vs
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant

The com­plaint of the above named plain­tiff ap­pear­ing by J. H. Car­pen­ter


his at­tor­ney re­spect­fully shows to this court that on the 17th day of Au­gust
167
168 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

A.D. 1866 the plain­tiff and de­fen­dant inter­mar­ried:-that the plain­tiff and
de­fen­dant are both res­i­dents of Dane ­County, Wis­con­sin and have both re­sided
in said ­county and state for six years last past.
The plain­tiff fur­ther shows that he has al­ways ­hitherto ­treated the de­fen­dant
with kind­ness and for­bear­ance and in all re­spects been to her a true, kind and
faith­ful hus­band, and kept and per­formed his mar­riage vows, but the de­fen­dant
dis­re­gard­ing her du­ties as a wife did, on or about Feb­ru­ary 25, 1883, will­fully
un­justly and with­out cause or prov­o­ca­tion ­desert this plain­tiff and has ever
since and still con­tin­ues such will­ful and un­just de­ser­tion.
The plain­tiff fur­ther shows that the par­ties ­hereto have three chil­dren, the
fruit of their mar­riage, whose names and ages are as fol­lows: Frank L. ­Wright,
17 years old, June 8, 1884. Mary Jane ­Wright, 15 years old April 26, 1884. Mar­ga­ret
Ellen ­Wright 7 years old, June 19, 1884.
Where­fore the plain­tiff de­mands judg­ment that the bonds of mat­ri­mony
­between the plain­tiff and de­fen­dant be ab­so­lutely dis­solved, and that the cus­tody
of said chil­dren be ­awarded as to the Court shall seem just and ­proper and that
such other re­lief be ­granted the plain­tiff as shall be just.

J. H. Car­pen­ter ­Plaintiff ’s At­tor­ney


State of Wis­con­sin
Dane ­County s.s.

­ illiam C. ­Wright the plain­tiff above named being duly sworn says that he is
W
the plain­tiff above named & that he has read the fore­go­ing com­plaint, and is
fully in­formed as to the con­tents ­thereof, and he fur­ther says that the fore­go­ing
com­plaint is true to his own knowl­edge, ex­cept as to those mat­ters ­therein
­stated on in­for­ma­tion and be­lief, and as to those mat­ters he be­lieves it to be
true. Wm. C. ­Wright

Sub­scribed and sworn to be­fore me this 13th day of De­cem­ber A.D. 1884
J. H. Car­pen­ter
No­tary Pub­lic Dane ­County Wis­con­sin

Filed Dec. 27, 1884


S. H. But­ler Clerk

State of Wis­con­sin
Cir­cuit Court Dane ­County
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 169

­William C. ­Wright Plain­tiff


agst
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant
Dane ­County s.s.

J. H. Car­pen­ter being first duly sworn says he is the at­tor­ney for the plain­tiff
above ­named-that on the six­teenth day of De­cem­ber A.D. 1884 he per­son­ally
­served the sum­mons and com­plaint in the above en­ti­tled ac­tion upon the above
named de­fen­dant Anna L. ­Wright who is per­son­ally known to the de­po­nent
to be the de­fen­dant men­tioned as such in said sum­mons and com­plaint, by
de­liver­ing to and leav­ing with her true cop­ies of said sum­mons and com­plaint,
at Mad­i­son in said Dane ­County, and at the same time ex­plain­ing to her the
con­tents ­thereof. The said sum­mons and com­plaint are ­hereto at­tached.

J. H. Car­pen­ter
State of Wis­con­sin
Dane ­County s.s.

Sub­scribed and sworn to be­fore me this seven­teenth day of De­cem­ber A.D. 1884
C. F. Lamb No­tary Pub­lic Dane ­County Wis­con­sin Filed Dec. 27, 1884. S. H.
But­ler Clerk

Cir­cuit Court, Dane ­County.


­William C. ­Wright Plain­tiff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant
Sum­mons and Com­plaint
J. H. Car­pen­ter ­Plaintiff ’s At­tor­neys
Filed Dec. 27, 1884. S. H. But­ler Clerk [il­leg­ible no­ta­tion]

Dane ­County, s.s.


I, [blank space], Sher­iff of the ­County of Dane do ­hereby cer­tify that I
have ­served the ­within sum­mons and com­plaint on the ­within named De­fen­d­
ant Anna L. ­Wright per­son­ally, by de­liver­ing to and leav­ing with [blank] a
true copy of said sum­mons and com­plaint, on the [blank] day of [blank]
A.D. 188[-], at the [blank] of [blank], in said [blank] ­County. Fees:­-­Travel
[blank] m., $ [blank] Ser­vice, [blank], Cop­ies, [blank], fol., [blank] [blank]
Sher­iff.
170 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

State of Wis­con­sin,
Cir­cuit Court, Dane ­County.
­William C. ­Wright Plain­tiff
­against
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant

The State of Wis­con­sin to the Said De­fen­dant:


You are ­hereby sum­moned to ap­pear ­within ­twenty days after ser­vice of this
sum­mons, ex­clu­sive of the day of ser­vice, and de­fend the above en­ti­tled ac­tion
in the Court afore­said: and in case of your fail­ure so to do, judg­ment will be
ren­dered ­against you ac­cord­ing to the de­mand of the com­plaint; of which a
copy is here­with ­served upon you. J. H. Car­pen­ter ­Plaintiff ’s At­tor­ney. P.O.
Ad­dress, Box 254 Mad­i­son, Dane ­County, Wis.

Wm. C. ­Wright
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright
Af­fi­da­vit of No An­swer
Filed Apr. 13, 1885, S. H. But­ler Clerk

Dane ­County, Cir­cuit Court


Wm. C. ­Wright Plain­tiff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright, ­Def ’d’t
Dane ­County S. S.:

J. H. Car­pen­ter being duly sworn says he is the ­plaintiff ’s at­tor­ney in the above
en­ti­tled ac­tion that the sum­mons and com­plaint ­therein were per­son­ally ­served
on the de­fen­dant at Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin, De­cem­ber 16, 1884, and that no an­swer
or de­mur­rer to said ­plaintiff ’s com­plaint in said ac­tion has been ­served upon or
re­ceived by the de­po­nent or the plain­tiff and no no­tice of ap­pear­ance on the
part of the de­fen­dant has been ­served upon or re­veived by the de­po­nent or
plain­tiff but the de­fen­dant is now in de­fault. J. H. Car­pen­ter

Sworn to and Sub­cribed be­fore me this 24th day of Jan­u­ary A.D. 1885.
C. F. Lamb No­tary Pub­lic Dane Co. Wis.
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 171

Wm. C. ­Wright
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright
Order of Ref­er­ence
Filed & en­tered in Order Book “K.” page 557 Apr. 13, 1885, S. H. But­ler Clerk

State of Wis­con­sin,
Cir­cuit Court, Dane ­County
Wm. C. ­Wright Plain­tiff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant

It ap­pear­ing to the under­signed by due proof that the sum­mons and com­plaint in
this ac­tion, now on file in the of­fice of the Clerk of this Court were duly and per­
son­ally ­served on the above named de­fen­dant at Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin on the 16th
day of De­cem­ber, A.D. 1884 and that the time for an­swer­ing said com­plaint has
ex­pired and that no an­swer or de­mur­rer to said com­plaint has been ­served upon
the plain­tiff or his at­tor­ney, and that no no­tice of ap­pear­ance of said de­fen­d­ant
has been re­ceived by the plain­tiff or his at­tor­ney or ei­ther of them and the plain­
tiff wish­ing to apply to the Court for the re­lief de­manded in said com­plaint.
Now on mo­tion of J. H. Car­pen­ter, at­tor­ney for the plain­tiff it is ­hereby
or­dered that it be re­ferred to C. F. Lamb, Esq. to the take proof of the facts
and circum­stances ­stated in the com­plaint and re­port all the same to this Court
with all con­ven­ient speed. Dated this 26th day of Jan­u­ary 1885 A.D. Alva
Stew­art Judge

Cir­cuit Court
Dane ­County.
­William C. ­Wright Plff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright Defdt
­Referee’s Oath
Filed Apr. 13, 1885. S. H. But­ler Clerk

Cir­cuit Court
Dane ­County.
172 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

­William C. ­Wright Plain­tiff


vs.
Anna L. ­Wright De­fen­dant

I, C. F. Lamb, of Mad­i­son, Wis­con­sin hav­ing by the above court been ap­pointed


ref­eree to take proof of the facts and circum­stances ­stated in the com­plaint, do
sol­emnly swear to sup­port the Con­sti­tu­tion of the ­United ­States, and the Con­
sti­tu­tion of the State of Wis­con­sin, and to per­form the du­ties of ref­eree in this
case ac­cord­ing to law, and to the best of my knowl­edge and abil­ity, so help me
God. C. F. Lamb

Sworn to and sub­scribed be­fore me this 6th day of April, 1885 F. J. Lamb No­tary
Pub­lic Dane Co., Wis.

­William C. ­Wright, plain­tiff duly sworn and tes­tifies as fol­lows. I am the plain­
tiff in this ac­tion. The de­fen­dant is my wife. We were mar­ried in Au­gust 1866.
I had pre­vi­ously been mar­ried and my first wife died in 1863. I have three chil­
dren still liv­ing by my first wife. I re­side in Mad­i­son and have re­sided here for
six years last past. The de­fen­dant re­sides in Mad­i­son and has for sev­eral six
years.
Since my mar­riage to my sec­ond wife I have ­treated her ­kindly and so far as
I know have per­formed my mar­riage vows. I have pro­vided for her as well as
my means would per­mit, dur­ing the last two or three years she has had the
han­dling of the larg­est share of my in­come.
About two or three years ago in Feb­ru­ary last she re­fused to oc­cupy the same
bed with me. I have since then re­pet­edly so­lic­ited her to oc­cupy the same room
and bed with me since she left me as ­stated she has not oc­cu­pied [il­leg­ible] bed
or a bed with me and for the two years last past she has not oc­cu­pied the same
room with me at night.
I have re­pet­edly since she left my bed so­lic­ited her to oc­cupy the same bed
with me but she her re­fused to do so. She some­times said she did not love me
and som­times she said she hated me she told me on 4 March 1883 I hate the
very ­ground you tread on. If you will give me the place you may go when you
­please. I don’t care what be­comes of you. She has twice said she would never
live with me as a wife and for two years has pro­tested ­against and re­fused me
inter­course as ­between hus­band & wife.
Her lan­guage dur­ing the last three years has not been kind and I do
not know of any thing kind word or ex­pres­sion that she has used to­wards
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 173

me dur­ing the last three years. In Her con­duct and tem­per to­ward me she is
un­govern­able.
I have made spe­cial ef­fort dur­ing the last two years to have her rec­on­ciled
to me and be­come so that she we could live with me to­geather pea­cibly &
hap­pily and. I made such an ef­fort in Au­gust 1883, she was then vis­it­ing among
her ­friends. I went to see her. I trid to have a pleas­ant visit with her and went
for that pur­pose. I went in­tend­ing to over­look every thing. I ­treated her ­kindly
plea­sently and cour­teously. She ­treated me said I had black­end her to her peo­ple
and been the cause of all her un­hap­py­ness.
Dur­ing this in­te­view there was no re­con­sai­li­a­tion nor any ap­par­ent de­sire
on her part for a ­reconciliation-She has never since shewn any de­sire for a
rec­on­cil­i­a­tion. I have ­sought both by inter­view and let­ters a rec­on­cil­i­a­tion. I have
writ­ten let­ters three dif­fer­ent times seek­ing rec­on­cil­i­a­tion In these inter­views
nei­ther in my inter­view nor in re­sponse to my let­ters has she shewn any de­sire
for re­con­ci­la­tion. I have felt and still feel there is no hope of our ever being able
to live to­geather.
I have never in­ten­tion­ally black­ened her char­ac­ter. I had once con­fi­den­
tially in­quired of one of her re­la­tions if there had been in­san­ity in the fam­ily. I
did not sup­pose this was ever to be ­spoken of. It was com­mu­ni­cated to her and
she com­plained of it. The idea of any in­san­ity in the fam­ily was ­promptly de­nied.
I have three chil­dren by my ­present wife. I have no real es­tate any­where ex­cept
my home­stead here in the city. I have no per­sonal prop­erty ex­cept house­hold
fur­ni­tur at my house li­brary, a lit­tle of­fice fur­ni­tur, some mu­si­cal in­stru­ments
in my of­fice. I am a ­teacher of music.
It was It is now sev­eral ­months since I have lived in the same house with
her. For more than two years the last that I trid to live with her, I was com­pelled
to go up­stairs and sleep alone. Dur­ing all that time she ­shewed no signs of
re­lent­ing and liv­ing with me as my wife but was con­stantly grew­ing worse. The
rea­son I in­quired if there had been any in­san­ity in the fam­ily was on ac­count of
her vi­o­lent con­duct to­wards me. Her ex­pres­sion about me giv­ing her the place
and going when I had a mind to was not a so­lit­ery one, it has been often re­
peated. In May 1883, think­ing that a ­change for a few days might ben­e­fit her,
and give a more plea­sent turn to her feel­ings, I gave her money to go on a visit
to Chi­cago, and pre­sented it in a new purse that I ­bought. She took the money
about the 15th of May and ex­claimed about the purse what a clum­sey thing.
She went away and I sup­posed she was to be gone about a week, but she went
also to Mil­wau­kee Wa­ter­town, and did not re­turn for about 3 weeks. In the
mean time she did not write to me but wrote to my daugh­ter Jen­nie. When she
got back I re­ceived her cor­dially, but she was very cold and re­pel­lant to me at
two other times she came to me for money os­ten­sibly for ness­ar­ies but used it
174 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

in going to visit her re­lat­ins with­out no­ti­fy­ing me that she in­tended to go. At
last her broth­ers came to me and spoke about the ne­ces­sity of peace in the fam­ily.
I said there was noth­ing I ­wanted more, that I had been out­ra­geously ­abused
and she had no just ­ground of com­plaint. They sug­gested we sep­er­ate. I asked
how or on what terms. They said give her the place and they would see that her
chil­dren were cared for. After de­lib­er­a­tion I told them I had suf­fered a good
manny years that I was en­ti­tled to a di­vorce for ­cruelty, per­sonal vi­o­lence, and
re­fu­sal of my mar­i­tal ­rights, that if a sep­er­a­tion was to take place it ought to be
by law. That I was will­ing to give up al­most any­thing in way of prop­erty to her
and the chil­dren. Many times be­fore I had ­thought on the sub­ject of a di­vorce
but had made up my mind that for the sake of our chil­dren, and her ­friends on
with whom I sup­posed I was on good terms, I would never bring the case into
court if I could live with­out, but when after suf­fer­ing vi­o­lence in­dig­nity and
abuse for years I was rep­re­sented as being prime of­fender I could en­dure it no
­longer will­ing how­ever to cause as lit­tle scan­del and as lit­tle pain to all par­ties
as pos­sible at the re­quest of her ­friends I had the suit ­brought for de­ser­tion only
be­liev­ing it could be main­tained on that ­ground. There was other ne­glect and
aban­don­ment of her du­ties as a wife on her part. Very many times I had to
make my own bed. ­Though I paid a kind girl at the time. She be­came dur­ing
the last year or two ne­glect­ful of my ­wishes and com­fort in re­spect to food, a
­larger part of my mend­ing I did my­self or car­ried away be­cause when I re­quested
her to do any­thing it was often ne­glected, never chear­fully cheer­fully done, and
when it was done, often ­threwn in my face or on to the floor.
The room that I slept in was the cold­est room in the house she slept in the
bed­room ­warmed from the sit­ting room, was un­will­ing I ­should go in there for
any pur­pose even in the day time, and often would drive me out. This was for
the two years last past. I left at last be­cause com­fert and peace were out of the
ques­tion and I did not deem it safe to stay.
Our mar­ried life had been un­happy from the start. She was jeal­ous of the
three chil­dren by my first wife. I had to have send them away as soon as pos­
sible. I sent the daugh­ter away when she was 11 or 12. She ­wanted more money
than I could fur­nish and con­stantly ­blamed me for not hav­ing more, tor­tered
me with doing noth­ing for my fam­ily when I did all I knew how or was able to
do. She ran me in debt, ­contrary to ex­press under­stand­ing, after giv­ing her the
larg­est ­monthly al­low­ance I could ­besides a large extra sum for put­ting new
­things in the house, she would be vi­o­lenty angry if I re­mon­strated a­ gainst her
­course, would re­sent any sug­ges­tions about econ­omy. ­Between 2 & 3 years ago,
when I had re­ceived some money from my ­fathers life in­su­rance, and paid it
out to clear off the debt on the place ­besides mak­ing some im­prov­ments I had
about $50 left she ­wanted that at her dis­po­sal. I told her it must be saved for an
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 175

emer­gency for I had noth­ing else to fall back on. She has said sev­eral times
since that that the time when all the love went out of her heart for me was
when I with­held that $50 from her. But I had not been able to see the love for a
long time years be­fore that one night. Wm. C. ­Wright

Taken Sub­scribed & Sworn be­fore me this 6th April 1885


C. F. Lamb Ref­eree

Filed Apr. 13, 1885, S. H. But­ler Clerk

­ illiam C. ­Wright Plff.


W
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright Deft
In Cir­cuit Court Dane ­County Wis.

Tes­ti­mony taken be­fore C. F. Lamb a ref­eree duly ap­pointed in the above


en­ti­tled ac­tion com­menc­ing on the 6th day of April A.D. 1885.

­Present. J. H. Car­pen­ter plain­tiffs at­tor­ney. No ap­pear­ance of de­fen­dant.

J. H. Car­pen­ter sworn as wit­ness on the part of the plain­tiff. I am the plain­tiffs


at­tor­ney in this ac­tion. I know both the plain­tiff and de­fen­dant, have known
the plain­tiff ­twenty years or more and the de­fen­dant from five to eight years or
more. They have both re­sided in Dane ­County more than five years last past
and both still re­side in Dane ­County.
Prior to the com­mence­ment of this ac­tion at my re­quest the de­fen­dant with
two of her broth­ers met the plain­tiff at my of­fice in the city of Mad­i­son, the
first ob­ject of the inter­view being to see if there could be a rec­on­cil­i­a­tion, at this
inter­view the de­fen­dant ­stated to me in the pres­ence of the other per­sons
named that she had not lived with the plain­tiff as his wife since Feb­ru­ary 1883
and that she never would again live with him as his wife she gave as her prin­
ci­pal rea­son for re­fus­ing to live with him as his wife, that there was no af­fec­tion
on her part for him and none on his part for her as she be­lieved and under such
circum­stances she did not con­sider him it ­proper to live with him as his wife.
This in­te­view was in No­vem­ber or early in De­cem­ber 1884.
From Feb­ru­ary 1883 to the time of said inter­view they had for the most part
lived in the same house, but dur­ing all that time had never oc­cu­pied the same
bed nor had any inter­course as hus­band and wife as she ­stated. In this in­te­view
176 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

she also ­stated that she ­should not op­pose the plain­tiffs get­ting a di­vorce. In
this same in­te­view the plain­tiff in­sisted that he ­should com­mence pro­ceed­ings
for a di­vorce and it was ­agreed ­between the par­ties the broth­ers the de­fen­dant
con­cur­ring, that the broth­ers would see that pro­vi­sion sho was made for the
chil­dren of the par­ties to this suit if the plain­tiff would deed or cause to be
de­eded to the de­fen­dant his inter­est in the home­stead in Mad­i­son and leave for
the use of the de­fen­dant and fam­ily in such a way that the same ­should be­long
to the de­fen­dant the house­hold fur­ni­ture and house keep­ing goods and a part
of the li­brary, re­serv­ing only some few items of house keep­ing goods that be­
longed to the first wife of the plain­tiff.
The plain­tiff has chil­dren liv­ing by his first wife and three chil­dren by his
­present wife the names and ages of the chil­dren by his ­present wife are given in
the com­plaint. The plain­tiff was also the to fur­nish some sup­plies for the use of
the fam­ily dur­ing the win­ter of 1884–1885.
In per­su­ance of this ar­rang­ment, a deed has been made and ex­e­cuted, con­
vey­ing to the de­fen­dant the plain­tiffs right in their home­stead and it is in my
pos­ses­sion to be de­livered to the de­fen­dant as soon as a de­cree di­vorc­ing the
par­ties to this ac­tion is ren­dered by the court.
There are gen­er­ally other mat­ters of dif­fer­ence ­between these par­ties which
with the dif­fi­culty al­ready ­stated satis­fies me be­yond a ques­tion that they can
never live to­geather a knowl­edge of these other mat­ters comes to me from both
par­ties. They re­late ­purely to their per­sonal inter­course.
In this opin­ion that the par­ties will never live to­geather and never be rec­on­
ciled to each other the broth­ers of de­fen­dant be­fore re­fered to con­cur. The
sup­plies that the plain­tiff was to fur­nish dur­ing the pen­dency [?] of this ac­tion
to de­fen­dant and fam­ily have been fur­nished and I hold the de­fen­dants re­ceipts
there­for. J. H. Car­pen­ter

Taken Sub­scribed & Sworn to be­fore me this 8 April 1885. C. F. Lamb


Ref­eree

Filed Apr. 13, 1885, S. H. But­ler, Clerk

Dane Cir­cuit Court


­William C. ­Wright Plff.
agt
Anna L. ­Wright Deft
Re­port of Ref­eree
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 177

Judg­ment
Filed Apr. 13, 1885, S. H. But­ler Clerk

In Cir­cuit Court Dane ­County Wis­con­sin


­William C. ­Wright Plff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright Deft

To the said Court.


I C. F. Lamb ref­eree in the above en­ti­tled ac­tion duly ap­pointed to take proof
of the facts and circum­stances ­stated in the com­plaint and re­port the same to
the court, would re­spect­fully re­port
That I was at­tended by J. H. Car­pen­ter Esqr. Plain­tiffs at­tor­ney ­herein and
that there was no ap­pear­ence on the part of the de­fen­dant That I have ex­am­ined
under oath the plain­tiff and J. H. Car­pen­ter as wit­ness for the plain­tiff and
have re­duced their tes­ti­mony to writ­ing which was is ­hereto an­nexed and made
a part of this re­port That the tes­ti­mony was taken to be used in the above en­
ti­tled ac­tion ­wherein ­William C. ­Wright is plain­tiff and Anna L. ­Wright is
de­fen­dant—That is was taken in per­su­ance of the an­nexed order of ref­er­ence.
That said wit­nesses be­fore ex­am­ina­tion were by me sworn to tes­tify the
truth, the whole truth and noth­ing but the truth rel­a­tive to said cause and their
dep­o­si­tions were sev­er­ally read to the de­po­nents wit­nesses and then sub­scribed
by them. All which is re­spect­fully sub­mit­ted. Dated April 10, 1885, C. F. Lamb
Ref­eree

Dane Cir­cuit Court


Wm. C. ­Wright Pltff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright Defdt
Find­ing for Judge­ment

Filed & en­tered in Judg­ment Book “2” page 427 April 24, 1885. S. H. But­ler
Clerk

Cir­cuit Court, Dane ­County


Wm. C. ­Wright ­Plt’ff
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright ­Defd’t
178 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

The above en­ti­tled cause com­ing on in its order for hear­ing (and the de­fen­dant
not ap­pear­ing) tes­ti­mony hav­ing been taken on the part of the plain­tiff and the
Court being now suf­fi­ciently ad­vised finds the fol­low­ing facts and con­clu­sions
of law.
As facts the Court find that the plain­tiff and de­fen­dant inter­mar­ried on the
17th day of Au­gust 1866, that they are both res­i­dents of Dane ­County, Wis­con­sin
and have both re­sided in said ­County and State for more than six years last past.
That the plain­tiff has al­ways ­hitherto per­formed his full duty to the de­fen­d­
ant as her hus­band and kept and per­formed his mar­riage vows.
That the de­fen­dant in Feb­ru­ary 1883 wil­fully de­serted the plain­tiff with­out
cause or prov­o­ca­tion and has ever since con­tin­ued said will­ful de­ser­tion.
That the de­fen­dant and plain­tiff have three chil­dren the fruit of their
mar­riage as ­stated in the Com­plaint.
That the de­fen­dant is a suit­able per­son to have the care and cus­tody of the
per­sons and ed­u­ca­tion of said chil­dren and that all the al­le­ga­tions of the com­
plaint are true. As con­clu­sions of law the Court finds: The plain­tiff en­ti­tled to
the de­cree of di­vorce for which he prays and judg­ment is ­hereby or­dered ac­cord­
ingly, the cus­tody, care, main­te­nance and ed­u­ca­tion of said chil­dren to be by
said Judg­ment given to the de­fen­dant dur­ing the pleas­ure of the Court Dated
this 24th day of April 1885

By the Court Alva Stew­art Judge

Dane Cir­cuit Court


­William C. ­Wright ­Pl’tff.
vs
Anna L. ­Wright ­Def ’d’t.
Judg­ment

Filed and en­tered in Judg­ment Book “2” page 428 April 24, 1885. S. H. But­ler
Clerk

State of Wis­con­sin
Cir­cuit Court, Dane ­County
Wm. C. ­Wright ­Pl’tff
vs
Anna L. ­Wright ­Defd’t
Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright 179

This ac­tion com­ing on in its order for hear­ing on the 13th day of April
A.D. 1885 and at the April Term of said Court for 1885 and the Court now
being suf­fi­ciently ad­vised and hav­ing made and filed its find­ing of facts and
con­clu­sions of law ­wherein the Court finds that the de­fen­dant de­serted the
plain­tiff as al­leged in the Com­plaint all the al­le­ga­tions of the Com­plaint fully
­proved and true and the tes­ti­mony hav­ing been by order of Court taken by a
Ref­eree and re­ported to the Court and as a con­clu­sion of law that the plain­tiff
is en­ti­tled to the di­vorce for which he prays and ­awarded the cus­tody, ed­u­ca­tion
and main­te­nance of the chil­dren named in the com­plaint to the de­fen­dant.
There­fore on mo­tion of J. H. Car­pen­ter at­tor­ney for the plain­tiff it is
­hereby ad­judged that the bonds of mat­ri­mony ex­ist­ing ­between the plain­tiff
and de­fen­dant be and the same are ­hereby dis­solved and each of said par­ties is
freed from all the ob­li­ga­tions ­thereof and at lib­erty to marry again
It is fur­ther ad­judged that the plain­tiff deed to the de­fen­dant all his inter­est
in Lot one Block one hun­dred ­thirty nine in the City of Mad­i­son, Dane
­County, Wis­con­sin and leave to the de­fen­dant the house keep­ing goods now in
said house on said lot not in­clud­ing books and that the same shall be in full for
all suit money and al­i­mony both tem­po­rary and per­ma­nent and shall be re­
ceived by said de­fen­dant as her full share of said ­plaintiff ’s es­tate and in full for
all ­claims and de­mands of every kind ­against said plain­tiff or his es­tate, and
that all fur­ther claim on the part of the de­fen­dant ­against plain­tiff or his es­tate
for suit money, al­i­mony or right to sup­port shall be here­after for­ever and the
same are ­hereby for­ever ­barred and the plain­tiff is ­hereby or­dered to deed or
cause to be de­eded his inter­est in said lot to the de­fen­dant on or be­fore May
1st 1885.
It is fur­ther ­hereby ad­judged that the de­fen­dant have the care, cus­tody,
main­te­nance, and sup­port of the chil­dren named in the Com­plaint until the
fur­ther order of the Court. Dated this 24th day of April 1885

By the Court Alva Stew­art Judge

State of Wis­con­sin.
Cir­cuit Court for Dane ­County.
April 25 1885
Wm. C. ­Wright
vs.
Anna L. ­Wright
180 Appendix: Divorce Papers of William C. and Anna L. Wright

­Clerk’s Fees.
En­ter­ing cause of ­record, 50 cents
In­dex­ing cause, di­rect and in­verse 10 cents
En­ter­ing cause on trial cal­en­dar 3 times, 10 cents each 30 cents
En­ter­ing 3 mo­tions, 15 cents each 45 cents
En­ter­ing 3 or­ders, 15 cents each 45 cents
Mak­ing 1 cer­tif­i­cates, 25 cents each 25 cents
Fil­ing 12 ­papers, 10 cents each 1.20
Re­cord­ing ­papers or other mat­ter 14 fo­lios, 10 cents each 1.40
Cop­ies of ­papers or ­records 6 fo­lios, 10 cents each 60 cents
Mak­ing judg­ment roll 50 cents
$5.75
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Cal­if­ or­nia Press, 1999.
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York: ­Harper, 1937.
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of a Lost City. Chi­cago: City­files Press, 2006.
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Index

Abra­ham Lin­coln Cen­ter, 8, 150 Archi­tec­tu­ral ­Record, The, 3, 36, 45, 52, 53,
Ab­stract ex­pres­sion­ism, 28, 64 56, 68, 72, 74, 81, 82, 83, 140, 160
Ad­dams, Jane, 8, 33, 60, 101 Archi­tec­tu­ral Re­view, The, 36
A. D. Ger­man Ware­house, 60 “Archi­tec­ture” (Grif­fin), 18–19
Adler, Dank­mar, 101 Archi­tec­ture and Mod­ern Life (Brow­nell
Adler and Sul­li­van, 22, 29, 66, 69, 101, 105 and ­Wright), 141, 142, 143, 147
Ad­ven­tures of Huck­le­berry Finn (Twain), 82 “Archi­tec­ture of In­di­vid­u­al­ism” (Wright),
Aguar, ­Charles E. and Ber­deana, 5 142
Alof­sin, An­thony, 109 Ar­i­zona Bilt­more Hotel, 72, 74, 119, 146
“American Archi­tec­ture Today” (Wright), “Art and Craft of the Ma­chine, The”
139–40, 141–42 (Wright), 33–35, 82
­American Fed­er­a­tion of Archi­tects, 143 Art In­sti­tute of Chi­cago, 27, 28, 40, 81,
­American Re­nais­sance (Mat­thies­sen), 7 90–92, 107, 108, 121
An­der­son, Mar­ga­ret, 60 Arts and ­Crafts Move­ment, 16, 33–34, 46,
An­der­son, Sher­wood, 126 147–48
An­nun­ci­a­tion Greek Or­tho­dox ­Church, Arts Club of Chi­cago, 60, 62
153 Ash­bee, C. R., 16, 33, 124
An­thony, Susan B., 8 As You Like It (Shake­speare), 13
“Antique Color ­Prints from the Col­lec­ “At Ta­lie­sin,” 11
tion of Frank Lloyd ­W right” Au­di­tor­ium Build­ing, 69, 101, 102
(Wright), 63–64 ­Ausgefürte Bau­ten und ­Entwürfe (Wright).
Anx­ious Ob­ject, The (Ro­sen­berg), 64 See Was­muth port­fo­lio
Ap­p ren­t ice­s hip of Wil­h elm Meis­t er, The Auto­biog­ra­phy, An (Wright), 27, 55, 58, 72,
(Goethe), 100 85, 92, 93–123, 153, 154, 156–57, 158, 159
“Archi­tect, Archi­tec­ture, and the ­Client” Au­vergne Press, 16, 22
(Wright), 24–27
“Archi­tect, The” (Wright), 29–31 Bach, Jo­hann Se­bas­tian, 75, 115
“Archi­t ect and the Ma­c hine, The” Bal­lon, Hi­lary, 12
(Wright), 15–24, 29, 46, 69–70 Bar­ney, Mag­i­nel ­Wright, 55
Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum, The, 140, 144–47, 152, Barns­dall, Aline, 65–66, 71, 115, 116, 118
153, 157, 158 Bar­thelme, Don­ald, 67
“Archi­tec­tu­ral Forum, The” (Wright), Bee­tho­ven, Lud­wig van, 79
144–47, 152, 153, 157 Ber­co­vitch, Sac­van, 7
Archi­tec­tu­ral ­League, 27, 29 Berl­age, Hen­drik Pe­trus, 61

195
196 Index

­ esinger, Cur­tis, 42
B Chi­cago Trib­une, 44, 140
Beth ­Sholom Syn­agogue, 153 ­ hrist, Jesus, 160, 163
C
Blake, ­William, 7, 98, 134, 135, 136, 163 “City, The” (Wright), 88–90
Blos­som House, 21 City Res­i­den­tial Land De­vel­op­ment, 59
Bock, Rich­ard, 33 Cle­mens, Sam­uel L., 82, 97
Bogk, Frede­rick C., 60 Co­lum­bian Ex­po­si­tion, 9, 29, 105–6, 140
Bogk House, 60 Com­m u­n ities of Frank Lloyd ­W right
Booth, Sher­man, 60 (Marty), 10, 130
Borth­wick, Mamah. See Che­ney, Mamah “Com­pet­i­tive Plan for a ‘Scheme of De­vel­
Borth­wick op­ment for a Quar­ter Sec­tion of Land
Brick­builder, The, 36 in ­Chicago’” (Grif­fin), 59–60
Broa­da­cre City, 120, 130–37, 150–51, 154–57, “Con­c ern­i ng Land­s cape Archi­t ec­t ure”
164 (Wright), 31–33
­Brooks, H. Allen, 36 “Con­cern­ing the Im­pe­rial Hotel Tokio,
Brown, John, 132 Japan” (Sul­li­van), 68–70, 74
Brow­nell, Baker, 147 Con­over, Allan D., 99
“Build­ing a De­moc­racy” (Wright), 159–60 ­Coonley, Avery and ­Queene, 33, 47
“Build­ings for Rec­re­a­tion” (De­smond), 7 ­Coonley House, 33, 47, 146, 157
Build­ing with Frank Lloyd ­Wright ( Ja­cobs), Cor­busier, Le, 72, 73, 75, 80, 92, 126, 145
138 Cor­win, Cecil, 10, 21, 36, 100, 103
Burn­ham, Dan­iel, 60, 106 “Coun­try Doc­tor, The” (Wright), 137
Byrne, Barry, 11, 56, 57 ­Course in Gen­eral Lin­guis­tics (Saus­sure), 41
“Cul­t ure of Our Own, A” (Wright),
Ca­hiers d’Art, 80 165–66
Cap­i­tol Times, The (Mad­i­son), 11
“Car­a­vel or Mo­tor­ship” (Wright), 140 Dau­gherty, Tracy, 67
“Card­board House, The” (Wright), 86–88, David Cop­per­field (Dick­ens), 100
107 De­con­struc­tion, 49
Car­lyle, ­Thomas, 27, 30, 98 De Koon­ing, Wil­lem, 63, 165
Ca­sals, Pablo, 126 De Long, David G., 7
Cen­ten­nial Ex­hi­bi­tion (Phil­ad
­ el­phia), 97 De­smond, J. Mi­chael, 7
“Cen­tury of Prog­ress, A,” 121, 140 Der­rida, ­Jacques, 49
Cer­vantes, Mi­guel de, 128 Dewey, John, 23, 28, 127, 128
Chan­dler, Al­ex­an­der, 72 Dick­ens, ­Charles, 100
Charn­ley, James and Helen, 29 “Din­ner Talk at Hull House” (Wright),
Charn­ley Cot­tage, 29 147–51
Charn­ley House, 24, 104 Dis­ap­pear­ing City, The (Wright), 131–36,
Che­ney, Edwin, 41 154, 164
Che­ney, Mamah Borth­wick, 11, 40, 43, 47, Drum­mond, ­William, 11, 56
52, 53, 56, 58, 62, 84, 101, 105, 110, 111,
112, 113, 114, 119, 157 Eas­ton, Le­o­nard K., 47
Che­ney House, 47 Eliot, T. S., 70
“Chi­cago Cul­ture” (Wright), 60–61, 66 Elm­slie, ­George Grant, 10, 103
Index 197

Emer­son, Ralph Waldo, 6, 7, 8, 42, 97, Ges­sell, Sil­vio, 156


132, 142, 143, 165 Gill, Bren­dan, 96
Ennis, ­Charles, 71 ­Goethe, Jo­hann Wolf­gang von, 98, 100
Ennis House, 71, 75, 117–18 Gor­don ­Strong Plan­e­tar­ium and Auto­
Ex­p eri­m ent­i ng with Human Lives mo­bile Ob­jec­tive, 72, 74, 163
(Wright), 66 Grady Gam­mage Au­di­tor­ium, 12
Great De­pres­sion, 3, 81, 84, 123, 125, 126,
Fall­ing­wa­ter, 47, 79, 127, 131, 139, 144, 145, 127, 130, 138, 139, 154
152 Grif­fin, Wal­ter Bur­ley, 11, 18–19, 20, 32,
Fed­eral Archi­tect, The, 143 33, 44, 56, 57, 58, 59–60, 136
Fel­low­ship Club of Oak Park, 31, 33 Gro­pius, Wal­ter, 145
Fe­nol­losa, Er­nest, 9 Gug­gen­heim, Sol­o­mon R., 158
Fic­tion and the Fig­ures of Life (Gass), 64 Gug­gen­heim, The (Bal­lon et al.), 12–13
“Fire­proof House for $5,000, A” (Wright), Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum, 12–13, 28, 50, 153,
11, 44–45 157–59, 164–65
“For ‘Izvestia’ ” (Wright), 141, 142 Gurd­jieff, ­Georgei Ivan­o­vitch, 59
­Francke, Kuno, 109 Gu­theim, Frede­rick, 153
Frank Lloyd ­Wright (McCarter), 6 Guth­rie, ­William Nor­man, 47–48
Frank Lloyd ­Wright (Se­crest), 13
Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Art of Japan Hanna, Jean S. and Paul R., 47
(Meech), 9, 42 Hanna House, 47, 138, 146
Frank Lloyd ­Wright and the Liv­ing City Haw­thorne, Na­than­iel, 82
(De Long), 7 ­Heller, Is­a­dore, 29, 31
Frank Lloyd ­Wright: Eu­rope and Be­yond ­Heller House, 29, 31
(Alof­sin), 109 Hen­ning, Ran­dolph, 12
Frank Lloyd ­Wright: His Life and Archi­tec­ ­Hickox House, 38–39
ture (Twom­bly), 36 Hid­ing Man (Dau­gherty), 67
Frank Lloyd ­Wright: In the Realm of Ideas Hilde­brand, Grant, 5
(Pfeif­fer and Nord­lund), 7 Hill­side Home of the Al­lied Arts, 84,
Free­man, Sam­uel, 71 123–26
Free­man House, 71, 117 “Hill­side Home of the Al­lied Arts, The”
Froe­bel ­blocks, 6, 7, 29, 42, 96–97, 163 (Wright), 123–26
Fur­beck, Rol­lin, 31 Hill­side Home ­School, 28–29, 55, 84, 107,
Fur­beck (Rol­lin) House, 29, 31 123, 127–28
Hin­zen­berg, Vlad­e­mar, 59
Gan­nett, ­William C., 8, 16–24, 25, 26, 29, “Hir­o­shige” (Wright), 40, 43
30, 33, 39, 46, 74, 150 Hir­o­shige, Uta­gawa, 9, 40, 42, 44, 63
Gar­ri­son, ­William Lloyd, 132 Hitch­c ock, ­H enry-Russell, 80, 81, 82,
Gass, ­William H., 63, 64 153
Gen­ius and the Mo­boc­racy (Wright), 155–56, Hof­mann, Hans, 63
161 Ho­ku­sai, Kat­su­shika, 76
­George, Henry, 128, 132, 134, 135, 139, 155, Hol­ly­hock House, 71, 113, 116
156 Home and Gar­den ( Jek­yll), 32
198 Index

“Home in a Prai­rie Town, A” (Wright), “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture: ­Purely


33, 37–38, 44 Per­sonal” (Wright), 75
Hon­ey­comb, 47, 138, 146 “In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture: Sec­ond
Hood, Ray­mond, 140 Paper” (Wright), 56–58
House Beau­ti­ful, The (Gan­nett), 8, 16–24, In the Na­ture of Ma­te­ri­als (Hitch­cock), 153
25, 150, 160 “In the Realm of Ideas” (Wright), 90–91,
“House of the Fu­ture, The” (Wright), 137 107
Howe, John, 129 “In the Show Win­dow at ­Macy’s” (Wright),
How­ells, ­William Dean, 97 140–41
Hugo, Vic­tor, 26, 85, 98, 101, 103 Iowa State His­tor­i­cal So­ci­ety, 96
Hull House, 8, 33, 60, 82, 147, 150, 151 Iz­ves­tia, 141, 142
Hunch­back of Notre Dame, The (Hugo),
26 Ja­cobs, Her­bert, 47, 138
Hunt, Ste­phen M. N., 45 Ja­cobs, Kathe­rine, 47, 138
Hunt House, 45 Ja­cobs First House, 47, 138, 139, 146
James, ­William, 23, 42
Ia­nelli, Al­fonso, 33 Jap­a­nese Print, The (Wright), 41–43
Im­pe­rial Hotel, 40, 56, 60, 65–70, 71, 74, Jef­fer­son, ­Thomas, 132, 149
113, 114–15, 118 Jek­yll, Ger­trude, 32
In Form (Suke­nick), 64 John­son, Her­bert F., 47, 87, 88, 146
Inter­na­tional Style, 48, 80, 92, 119, 140 John­son, ­Philip, 80, 81
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture” (Wright), John­son Wax Build­ings. See S. C. John­son
45–51, 56 Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing; S. C. John­
“In the Cause of Archi­t ec­t ure I: The son Re­search Tower
Archi­tect and the Ma­chine” (Wright), Jones, James Lloyd, 55
72–73 Jones, Jane Lloyd, 28–29, 55, 97, 107,
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture II: Stan­ 127–28
dard­iza­tion, The Soul of the Ma­chine” Jones, Jen­kin Lloyd, 8, 9, 10, 16, 55, 100,
(Wright), 73–74 101, 150
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture II [sec­ond Jones, John Lloyd, 55, 93–94
se­ries]: What ‘Styles’ Mean to the Jones, Nell Lloyd, 28–29, 55, 97, 107,
Archi­tect” (Wright), 76–77 127–28
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture III: The Jones, Rich­ard Lloyd (cou­sin), 78
Mean­i ng of Ma­t e­r i­a ls—Stone” Jones, Rich­ard Lloyd (grand­father), 95, 97
(Wright), 77 Jones (Rich­ard Lloyd) House, 78, 131
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture IV: Fab­ri­
ca­tion and Imag­i­na­tion” (Wright), 74 Ka­gaku Chi­shiki, 66
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture IX: The Kahn Lec­tures, 81, 82–90, 99, 107, 118, 119,
Terms” (Wright), 3, 78–80 131, 132, 147
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture: Com­po­si­ Kauf­mann, Edgar A., Jr., 131
tion as ­Method” (Wright), 75–76 Kauf­mann, Edgar A., Sr., 47, 79, 131
“In the Cause of Archi­tec­ture: Con­fes­ Key, Ellen, 43
sion” (Wright), 80–81 Kim­ball, Fiske, 75
Index 199

Kline, Franz, 165 Marx, Karl, 160


Koch, Ken­neth, 70 Marx, Leo, 7, 163
Masse­link, Eu­gene, 129
­Ladies’ Home Jour­nal, The, 36, 37, 38, 39, Mat­thies­sen, F. O., 7
44 ­McCarter, Rob­ert, 6
La Fol­lette, Rob­ert, 8 Meech, Julia, 9, 42
La Mini­atura, 71, 117, 118 Mel­son, ­Joshua, 58
Lamp, Robie, 98, 103 Mel­son House, 58
Lao Tse, 163 Mel­ville, Her­man, 82
Lar­kin Build­ing, 37, 61, 107–8, 109, 157 ­Mencken, H. L., 124
Lar­kin Com­pany, 37, 46 Men­del­sohn, Erich, 126
Laut­ner, John, 12, 118, 123 Mi­chel­an­gelo, 88
Laz­o­vich, Ol­gi­vanna Iv­a­nova. See ­Wright, Mich­i­gan So­ci­ety of Archi­tects, 139, 140,
Ol­gi­vanna Lloyd 141–42
­Leaves of Grass (Whit­man), 18 Mid­way Gar­dens, 56, 58, 60, 67, 69, 111–12,
Le­vine, Neil, 12–13 113, 114, 116
Lewis, Sin­clair, 124 Mies van der Rohe, Lud­wig, 72, 73, 80,
Lib­erty, 142 145
­Life-work of the ­American Archi­tect Frank Mik­kel­sen, M. A., 72
Lloyd ­Wright, The. See Wend­ingen Mil­lard, Alice, 71, 117, 118
Lin­coln, Abra­ham, 27, 29, 31, 132, 144, 149 Mil­liken Place, 57
“Line ­Between the Cu­ri­ous and the Beau­ Mod­ern Archi­tec­ture (Wright), 82–90, 118
ti­ful” (Wright), 80 Mod­ern Archi­tec­ture: An Inter­na­tional Ex­hi­
Lit­tle Re­view, 60 bi­tion, 80
Liv­ing City, The (Wright), 154, 164 “Mod­ern Gal­lery, The” (Wright), 158–59
Lloyd, Mary, 95 ­Möhring, Bruno, 109
Long­fel­low, Henry Wads­worth, 97 Moore, Na­than G., 24, 27, 106
“Louis Henry Sul­li­van: Be­loved Mas­ter” Moore House, 24, 27, 106
(Wright), 70 Mor­ris, ­William, 16, 18, 26, 33, 34, 148
­Mosher, Bob, 129
Ma­chine in the Gar­den, The (Marx), 7 Mo­zart, Wolf­gang Ama­deus, 115
“Ma­chin­ery, Ma­te­rial, and Men” (Wright), Munk­witz, Ar­thur R., 60
82–84 Mu­seum of Mod­ern Art, 80
Mack­in­tosh, ­Charles Ren­nie, 16
Mag­a­zine of Art, 158 Na­tional As­so­ci­a­tion of Re­al­tors, 137
Ma­hony, Mar­ion, 10–11, 32, 33, 52, 56, 57, Na­tional Life In­su­rance Build­ing, 72, 78,
58, 121, 136 118, 153, 162
“Man” (Wright), 160 Na­tional Real Es­tate Jour­nal, 137
Many Masks (Gill), 96 Nat­u r­ al House, The (Wright), 22, 154,
Marin ­County Civic Cen­ter, 153 160–62
Mar­tin, Dar­win D., 33, 46 Na­ture (Emer­son), 42
Mar­tin House com­plex, 33 Neu­tra, Rich­ard, 11, 118
Marty, Myron A., 10, 11, 130 “New Di­rec­tion, The” (Wright), 155
200 Index

“New Fron­t ier, The: Broa­d a­c re City” “Pre­a m­b le to The Won­d er­f ul World of
(Wright), 154–55 Archi­tec­ture” (Wright), 166
“New Im­p e­r ial Hotel, The” (Wright), Price, Har­old C., Sr., 48
66 Price Tower, 48, 70, 78, 134, 146, 153, 162–
“New Im­p e­r ial Hotel, Tokio, The” 63, 164
(Wright), 67 Prince­ton Uni­ver­sity, 81–90, 118, 120, 131,
Nie­decken, ­George Mann, 33 132, 147
Noel, Mir­iam, 58–59, 62, 71, 113–14, 115, “Print and the Re­nais­sance, The” (Wright),
118–19 63–64
Nord­land, Ge­rald, 7 Pro­gres­sive, The, 165

Oak Park Home and Stu­dio (Wright), 10, Radio City, 140
20, 24, 56, 59, 103, 105, 107, 109, 121, “Ray­mond Hood” (Wright), 140
122 Rebay, Hilla, 158
Oc­a­tilla ­Desert Camp, 119–20 Red House (Mor­ris), 16
Old En­gland, 95 “Re­flec­tions on the Tokio Dis­as­ter” (Sul­
On Archi­tec­ture (Wright), 153 li­van), 68, 69–70
­O’Neill, Eu­gene, 126 Re­pub­lic, The (Plato), 136
“One Will Kill the Other” (Hugo), 26 Re­pub­lic Build­ing, 162
“On Mar­riage” (Wright), 43–44 Res­i­dence A, 71
Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture, An (Wright), 138, Res­i­dence B, 71
143, 144 Rich­ards, Ar­thur L., 60
“Or­ganic Archi­tec­ture Looks at Mod­ern Rich­ard­son, Henry Hob­son, 102
Archi­tec­ture” (Wright), 160 ­Ripley’s Be­lieve It or Not, 137
Rob­erts, Is­a­bel, 58
­ antheon, 88
P Rob­erts House, 58
­Parker, Fran­cis, 29, 127 Robie, Frede­rick C., 47
Parthe­non, 85–86, 88 Robie House, 40, 47
“Pass­ing of the Cor­nice, The” (Wright), Rock Crest/Rock Glen, 57
84–86 Rocke­feller Cen­ter, 131, 140
Pater, Wal­ter, 65 “Romeo and Ju­liet” wind­mill, 107
Pe­ters, Wes, 129 Roose­velt, Teddy, 46
Pfeif­fer, Bruce ­Brooks, 7, 75, 127, 132, 166 Root, John Well­born, 60, 102
“Phi­lo­so­phy of Fine Art, A” (Wright), Roo­ta­baga Sto­ries (Sand­burg), 31
27–29 Ro­sen­berg, Har­old, 28, 63, 64
“Plan by Frank Lloyd ­Wright” (Wright), Royal In­sti­tute of Brit­ish Archi­tects, 138,
59–60 143, 144, 152
Plato, 136, 147 Ru­skin, John, 15, 16, 18, 24, 26, 30, 41, 98, 148
“Poor Lit­t le ­A merican Archi­t ec­t ure”
(Wright), 81–82 Sand­burg, Carl, 31
Pound, Ezra, 70 San Mar­cos in the ­Desert, 72, 119, 146
Prai­rie House, 22, 23, 32, 33, 37–38, 39, 40, Saus­sure, Fer­di­nand de, 41, 48
46, 59, 87, 107, 139, 146, 157 Schin­dler, Ru­dolf, 11, 71, 115, 116
Index 201

S. C. John­son Ad­min­is­tra­tion Build­ing, 92, 101–3, 104–5, 118, 123, 125, 132,
47, 79, 127, 131, 138, 139, 140, 147, 152, 155–56, 161
157, 159 Sul­li­van Cot­tage, 29
S. C. John­son Re­search Tower, 47
Se­crest, Me­ryle, 13 Tafel, Edgar, 79, 123, 129
Seven Lamps of Archi­tec­ture, The (Ru­skin), Ta­lie­sin, 41, 52, 53, 55–56, 58, 59, 71, 94, 111,
15 112, 118, 122, 144–45, 157
Shake­speare, ­William, 13 “Ta­lie­sin East,” 164
Shaw, Ho­ward Van Doren, 47, 60 Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship, 11, 42, 84, 92, 94, 95,
Shel­ley, Percy ­Bysshe, 98 123–29, 130, 131, 136, 138, 139, 144, 145,
Sils­bee, Jo­seph Lyman, 9, 10, 55, 100, 101, 152, 153, 157
102 “Ta­l ie­s in Fel­l ow­s hip, The” (Wright),
Siry, Jo­seph M., 8 127–29, 130
Slot­kin, Rich­ard, 7 Ta­lie­sin: Jour­nal of the Ta­lie­sin Fel­low­ship
“Small House with ‘Lots of Room In It’ ” (Wright), 137
(Wright), 33, 38–39, 44 Ta­lie­sin mag­a­zine, 154
So­ci­ol­ogy: A “Tract” (Wright), 110 Ta­lie­sin ­Square-Papers, 12, 139, 159
Sol­om ­ on R. Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum. See Ta­lie­sin Tract, 160
Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum Ta­lie­sin West, 95, 122, 131, 157
“Sol­o­mon R. Gug­gen­heim Mu­seum, The” Tes­ta­ment, A (Wright), 163–64
(Wright), 165–66 tex­tile block ­houses, 71, 72, 74, 75, 116–18,
Song of My­self (Whit­man), 77 146
Sor­ren­tino, Gil­bert, 70 Tho­reau, Henry David, 7, 132, 144
“Speech to the A. F. A.” (Wright), 143 Tif­fany, Louis, 32
Spen­cer, Rob­ert C., Jr., 6, 36, 44 Tobin, Cathe­rine. See ­Wright, Cathe­rine
Steel Ca­the­dral, 153 “To the ­Fifty-Eight” (Wright), 152–53
­Stella, Jo­seph, 126 “To the Young Man in Archi­t ec­t ure”
St. ­Mark’s Tower, 48, 70, 72, 78, 120–21, (Wright), 90, 91–92, 108
134, 145–46, 153, 162, 163 Tower Hill, 8
Stock­man, ­George, 45 Tra­di­tion of the New, The (Ro­sen­berg), 28,
Stock­man House, 45 64
Sto­kow­sky, Le­o­pold, 126 Transcen­den­tal­ism, 6, 165
­Stones of Ven­ice, The (Ru­skin), 15, 18 Trend, 142
­Storer, John, 71 Trib­une Tower, 140
­Storer House, 71, 117 “Trier Cen­ter Neigh­bor­hood and Other
Story of the Tower, The (Wright), 162–63 Do­mes­tic Com­mu­nities” (Grif­fin),
St. ­Peter’s Ba­sil­ica, 88 59–60
Stra­vin­sky, Igor, 126 ­T-Square, 140
­Strong, Gor­don, 72, 162 Twain, Mark. See Cle­mens, Sam­uel L.
“Style in In­dus­try” (Wright), 83–84 ­Twentieth-Century Res­i­den­tial Archi­tec­ture
Suke­nick, Ro­nald, 63, 64–65 (Wes­ton), 21
Sul­li­van, Louis, 6, 9–10, 13, 17, 21, 22, 24, Two Chi­cago Archi­tects and Their Cli­ents
29, 30, 37, 57, 60, 66, 68–70, 74, 78, 88, (Eas­ton), 47
202 Index

Two Lec­tures on Archi­tec­ture (Wright), Wil­ley House, 131, 145


90–92 ­William and Mary Col­lege, 141
Twom­bly, Rob­ert, 36 ­Williams, Chaun­cey, 24
“Two-Zone House” (Wright), 137 ­Williams, ­William Car­los, 70
“Tyr­anny of the Sky­scraper, The” (Wright), Wil­liams­burg, 141
88–89, 120 ­Williams House, 21, 24
Wil­lits, Ward W., 37, 40, 43
Uni­tar­ian Meet­ing House, 20 Wil­lits House, 37, 38, 39, 40
Unity ­Chapel, 55, 98, 100, 157 Wing­spread, 47, 87, 146, 157
Unity Tem­ple, 8–9, 37, 45, 74, 107, 108–9, Win­slow, ­William Her­man, 16–17, 22
159 Win­slow House, 16–17, 22–23, 24, 104, 106
Unity Tem­ple (Siry), 8 ­Women’s Aid As­so­ci­a­tion, 60
Uni­ver­sity Guild, 15, 17, 24, 25, 26, 144 Wool­ley, Tay­lor, 52
Uni­ver­sity of Wis­con­sin, 55, 98–99, 123 World War II, 136, 139, 159
Uso­nian ­Houses, 5, 47, 131, 137–39, 145, ­Wright, Anna Lloyd, 62, 96, 97, 100, 101
146–47, 153, 159, 160, 161 ­Wright, Cathe­rine, 31, 40, 43, 51, 56, 58,
101, 104–5, 110, 121
Val­l ey of the ­G od-Almighty Jones, The ­Wright, Eliz­a­beth Ame­lia, 96
(Bar­ney), 55 ­Wright, Frank Lloyd: and Italy, 40–41,
Va­rie­ties of Re­li­gious Ex­pe­ri­ence ( James), 42 52–54, 110; and Japan, 40, 43, 62–70,
“Vil­lage Bank Se­ries” (Wright), 37 83–84, 112–13; and Jap­a­nese ­prints, 3,
Von Holst, Her­mann, 52, 57 9, 41–43, 44, 63–64, 71, 76, 113; and
Voy­sey, C. F. A., 16 lit­er­ary post­mod­ern­ism, 24, 28, 41, 48–
49, 63–65, 67, 70, 145; and mod­ern­ism,
Wain­wright Build­ing, 88, 89 13, 48, 70, 80, 92, 140, 145; and or­ganic
Wal­lace, Mike, 154 archi­tec­ture, 3, 10, 13, 20, 22, 36, 54,
Was­muth, Ernst, 109 68, 83, 86, 90–91, 141–42, 143–45, 160;
Was­muth port­fo­lio (Wright), 52–54, 56, and the Pro­gres­sive Move­ment, 10,
109 24, 46, 47, 82, 101, 136; and writ­ing, 3,
Wend­ingen, 65, 68, 72, 74, 119 14, 81
Wes­ton, Rich­ard, 21 ­Wright, Io­vanna Lloyd, 59, 122
“What Is the Mod­ern Idea?” (Wright), ­Wright, John Lloyd, 58
142 ­Wright, Lloyd, 52, 71, 115, 122
­What’s My Line?, 154 ­Wright, Ol­gi­vanna Lloyd, 7–8, 11, 59, 71,
When De­moc­racy ­Builds (Wright), 164 72, 92, 95, 114, 118, 119, 122, 123
Whit­man, Walt, 6, 7, 10, 18, 77, 109–10, ­Wright, ­William Cary, 96, 97, 116, 156
125, 126, 132, 142–43, 144 Wright­scapes (Aguar), 5
Whit­tier, John Green­leaf, 97 ­Wright Space, The (Hilde­brand), 5
Wilde, Oscar, 28, 65 Writ­ings of Wal­ter Bur­ley Grif­fin, The,
Wil­ley, Mal­colm E., 131 18–19

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