imageNumerous times my throat tightened and my eyes moistened as the space that surrounded me embraced the emotions of my soul.

I “get” Frank Lloyd Wright. I understand his passion to mold emotion into space and to bring outside in. I understand his discomfort when harmony is misaligned: the flow of exterior and interior separate…not one.

In my next life I am going to go to school here; at Mr. Wright’s school of architecture. It is the smallest recognized school of its kind in America.  You live on site: inside the walls of Taliesin…. I belong here… 100515

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