Last fall, I inadvertently paid too much attention to a GPS location in my twitter feed. That action produced this piece for the Postcard Collective. Since then, I noticed that in addition to Richard Prince's Long Island house, he also tweets from a Manhattan address. It was near the Museum of Modern Art and proved to be easy to find. Here are some quick snapshots from the iPhone (note the sculptures on the rooftop).
Realization #1: I am acquiring quite the mailing list if ever I had the guts to use it.
Realization #2: I need an old school Rolodex to store the Artist Stalking addresses preferably in the style of Phillip Johnson's:
"I know where you're going because I'm right in the middle of it." from The Philip Johnson Glass House.
(video still from above link)
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Monday, March 18, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
Philip Johnson's Glass House - New Canaan, CT
I never thought about visiting Philip Johnson's Glass House until I saw Frank Lloyd Wright's Fallingwater. I deem the latter one of the most well known Modernist residences in the United States. This one instantly came to mind as the second most famous (at least in my limited history of 20th century architecture). I had the opportunity to visit it in October and here are some highlights.
I learned so much about Johnson and found that he was quite endearing. He regularly patted the exterior of one area of the visitor's center near the entrance door every morning as if it was his "baby."
Camden Hardy's concrete block visits the Glass House. More on this rock soon, I hereby promise.
View of Phillip Johnson's bed from the interior. Johnson always said he had the world's most expensive wallpaper.
View of his bed from the exterior (not for the night owls as that sun rises way too early). Fans of his architecture would walk right up to the house and knock on the front door. Some even saw him taking a nap here in the middle of the day. Talk about artist stalking...
The kitchen sink (because i had to).
The very small shower in an equally tiny bathroom.
The mildew encrusted beams in the Sculpture Building with a reflection of a George Segal artwork on the ceiling).
A fragment of a large Micheal Heizer sculpture with a white wall in the background (Sculpture Building).
The conical shaped swimming pool (what an unfortunate idea as it limits the space to swim yet oh so inviting despite the fall leaves and cool weather).
Andy Warhol's portrait of Phillip Johnson in the gallery. The walls rotate which facilitates the storage of other paintings. Apparently carpeted gallery walls is not only a Midwest phenomenon. Alas.
Johnson's rolodexes in the visitor's center in New Canaan opened to Robert Rauschenberg (numbers for his warehouse, NYC home and Captiva Island residence) and contacts at MOMA.
I walked away thinking that it would be impossible to collect things if one lived in this house as the storage space was so limited. One would have to construct another space and what do you know? Johnson did. It was surprising how many out buildings there were on the property (visitor's center, greenhouses, guest house, gallery and sculpture building). All but the guest house were available to visit. Also enlightening was how musty everything smelled and how visible mildew was in certain areas. Surely this cannot be a good thing.
Overall, I am so glad I was able to visit. Now I need to break out the 20th century art history book and see what other architecturally famous residences I need to see in the not so distant future (aside from Hearst's Castle).
I learned so much about Johnson and found that he was quite endearing. He regularly patted the exterior of one area of the visitor's center near the entrance door every morning as if it was his "baby."
Camden Hardy's concrete block visits the Glass House. More on this rock soon, I hereby promise.
View of Phillip Johnson's bed from the interior. Johnson always said he had the world's most expensive wallpaper.
View of his bed from the exterior (not for the night owls as that sun rises way too early). Fans of his architecture would walk right up to the house and knock on the front door. Some even saw him taking a nap here in the middle of the day. Talk about artist stalking...
The kitchen sink (because i had to).
The very small shower in an equally tiny bathroom.
The mildew encrusted beams in the Sculpture Building with a reflection of a George Segal artwork on the ceiling).
A fragment of a large Micheal Heizer sculpture with a white wall in the background (Sculpture Building).
The conical shaped swimming pool (what an unfortunate idea as it limits the space to swim yet oh so inviting despite the fall leaves and cool weather).
Andy Warhol's portrait of Phillip Johnson in the gallery. The walls rotate which facilitates the storage of other paintings. Apparently carpeted gallery walls is not only a Midwest phenomenon. Alas.
Johnson's rolodexes in the visitor's center in New Canaan opened to Robert Rauschenberg (numbers for his warehouse, NYC home and Captiva Island residence) and contacts at MOMA.
I walked away thinking that it would be impossible to collect things if one lived in this house as the storage space was so limited. One would have to construct another space and what do you know? Johnson did. It was surprising how many out buildings there were on the property (visitor's center, greenhouses, guest house, gallery and sculpture building). All but the guest house were available to visit. Also enlightening was how musty everything smelled and how visible mildew was in certain areas. Surely this cannot be a good thing.
Overall, I am so glad I was able to visit. Now I need to break out the 20th century art history book and see what other architecturally famous residences I need to see in the not so distant future (aside from Hearst's Castle).
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