I have to admit, I knew little about Taliesan before visiting it yesterday, and in many ways, it defied my uninformed expectations. When I imagined the private home of Frank Lloyd Wright, words like magnificent, perfect, and expansive came to mind. A masterpiece in every way. Instead, I found a constant work in progress, a workshop for architecture apprentices, and a moving story of the personal life of one of America’s sacred sons.
I knew the main part of the house had burned twice, once due to arson and once due to an electrical malfunction. I knew that FLW redesigned and rebuilt it both times, but I did not know the extent to which he was forever thinking of trying out new techniques, ripping out walls, adding windows, changing artwork, redesigning furniture. He once redid two rooms just for the visit of Solomon R. Guggenheim and his assistant to discuss bidding on the project for the now famous Guggenheim Museum in New York City, an endeavor FLW passionately wanted to undertake. (Of course, we know Guggenheim selected him.)
FLW spent some 50 years of his life in this verdant valley, periodically from the time he was a teenager until the time of his death. His scandalous and tragic love affair with Mamah Borthwick and his marriage to the third Mrs. Wright largely took place in this home.
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| Mrs. Wright’s cantilevered Bird Walk so she could commune with her feathered friends |
FLW was known to sleep only a few hours and would get up in the middle of the night to go to his workroom on the other side of the house. Mrs. Wright became tired of this whimsical behavior and had her own bedroom constructed. When a famous architectural magazine planned to come to Taliesan to interview Wright, he decided he needed a new, larger combined bedroom and work space, so he instructed his apprentices to build him one, with a construction timeline of one month.
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| Bedroom/workshop |





















