Tuesday, May 25

The Glass House

Yesterday we went to see The Glass House.

it's kind of unbelievable as a residence. Philip Johnson was really eccentric, huh?

The tour guide told us a story about how Mr. Johnson would lay in bed and look out the windows. When it was snowing, he felt like he was moving up. I would love to experience that.

The entrance to the bunker-style painting gallery

The sculpture gallery

The gate house named "Da Monsta" which, i think kind of ruined it for me. This was built almost 50 years after the Glass House.

The Study

It was a beautiful day for a walk around a collection of art/architecture, but I felt a little uneasy. Maybe it was the fact that I had imagined what this place would be like, and i had imagined something different. Or maybe it just felt weird walking around someone else's house, that only passed away a few years ago.

1 comment:

Little Nutbrown Hare said...

Oh I would really love that too. Lying in bed and looking out of the windows...