Friday, November 2, 2012 – A Day with Frank
Road trip on Friday, heading north on I-10 West (yes, that’s
right), the route from Tucson to Phoenix.
Our destination is Taliesin West.
Our goal is to discover the spirit of Frank Lloyd Wright in the desert. I-10 is your basic highway, but when I
look to the right or the left, these strange mountains rise up. Sometimes they’re dotted with points of
scrubby brush, but often they’re simply bare and boulder-studded. They’re not shaped like the typical
mountains in the East. The
mountains in the Arizona desert seem more like sculptural forms made of
earth.
Streaky cloud cover creates a veil in the distance, adding
to the surreal quality of the landscape.
Signs warn that we’re in a Blowing Dust Area. An impossibly long freight train, with four Union Pacific
locomotives, runs alongside us and I think of the lessons I taught about
building the transcontinental railroad.
Something is growing in the fields, a plant low to the ground with
little white tufts – cotton, perhaps?
Picacho Peak looms over an ostrich farm, and there’s an exit for the
Huhugam Heritage Center. I’d love
to stop and visit, but we’re hoping to do a tour at Taliesin before lunch. Another time.
Meanwhile, Elliott entertains us with reminiscences of his
first trip to Arizona, in 1947, when he drove his brand new black Chevrolet
(cost - $1,010) out to Tucson from Washington, DC. He was going out west on his doctor’s orders, seeking
relief in the dry heat from chronic sinus problems. As soon as he arrived, he went to Sears & Roebuck and
purchased a cowboy wardrobe: hat,
blue jeans, and boots. In fact, I
have a photo at home in which he’s wearing this outfit. Elliott stayed in Tucson for several
months, during which time he met John Wayne and some other Hollywood stars when
he worked as an extra on the classic western film, Red River.
Yes, that's Elliott in Tucson in 1947! |
But I’ll interrupt his tale now because we’ve arrived our
destination. I’ve admired the work
of Frank Lloyd Wright for years, but only in photos. Now I have a chance to see a Frank Lloyd Wright home in
person. Our guide at Taliesin West
explains that Frank was already 70 years old in 1940 when he designed and built
Taliesin West. The prairie-style
structure served not only as his winter home, but also as a laboratory where he
could try out new ideas. In
addition, Taliesin functioned as a school where small groups of students would
come to learn about Wright’s organic approach to architecture.
Wright also designed most of the furnishings at Taliesin
West. When I sit in one of the
chairs in the living room, I realize that he was more concerned with aesthetics
than with comfort. The guide also
points out several distinctive architectural and design features, such as the
geometric shapes. There are
several triangular tables and a trapezoidal floor lamp. Many of the doors are irregular
hexagons. Most of all, I’m
surprised to learn that Taliesin lacked many basic amenities. Living there was like camping out,
although with a bit more style.
There was no electricity until 1950 and there was no glass in the
windows, just sheets of canvas that could be lowered and raised.
The gift shop has some interesting items, especially
clothing and jewelry based on Wright’s designs. However, I don’t buy anything (for the first time in
history), probably because we’re all starving. Our lunch plans continue the Frank Lloyd Wright theme of the
day. We’re planning to eat at the
restaurant in the Arizona Biltmore, a classic hotel in nearby Phoenix, for
which Wright served as a consultant.
His influence is apparent as soon as we see the stained glass panel in
the hotel lobby. And the food in
the restaurant doesn’t disappoint us.
In fact, Elliott gobbles up his entire Cobb salad and I scrape the last
spoonful of tortilla soup out of my bowl.
If I ever need a place to unwind for a couple of days, I’ll check into
the Arizona Biltmore and just stay on the hotel grounds the entire time. It’s that impressive.
In the lobby of the Arizona Biltmore (Phoenix) |
The restaurant at the Arizona Biltmore |
Delightful tortilla soup |
The best Cobb salad Elliott has ever eaten |
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