It is time to resume my posts from our American Adventure. On this day, we visited Philip Johnson's Glass house.
When we realised that a cousin we were visiting was close by to New Canaan, my husband thought I might like to visit this minimalist architectural delight. It having been presented to me as an important influence of modern architecture during my studies in 1970s I was really keen to see it through my own eyes.
Our guide came from austere school of guided tours and there was to be no putting a foot in the wrong place (as both my father-in-law and I found to our cost) or asking the 'wrong' questions. She was an entertainment in herself. I took to snapping whatever I could in an uncontrolled and unthinking manner, and in a frenzy of excitement. My disappointment in working through in excess of 100 images from the tour has been representative of the whole trip and has been holding me back in processing. But, the task Is to be done, so most of what you will see from now on will once again come from this trip. I must salvage what I can and through the use of photoshop will manage some reasonable images, I am sure.
So this is the approach to the Glass House about which much could be said, but, what with the manner, and the speed, and the father-in-law being ferried around in a buggy, and the camera, and my excitement and all, ... I cant remember that much. ill have to look it all up.
