as noted above i have a book about them. and enjoy it very much. their work, though is all in california i believe and so makes it tough to visit for a midwesterner who has only been to california once.

tom w

I read somewhere that LFW had a thing for red cars, and LOVED Crosley cars, for some unknown reason. When they did the seasonal migration to the West campus, they did so in a parade of red cars, withe FLW leading the way, and his apprentices tagging along.

The only REAL FLW house in St. Louis, that I know of, was given to the County, and it's been restored. It is open for tours occasionally, but its location in a quiet suburban setting with limited parking doesn't lend itself to big tours and lots of people traipsing through.

he liked i think it was navajo red. he used a square of it as a kindof logo on his drawings. he also liked to have cars that color.

i read somewhere that when the original lincoln contintntal came out in 39 he went to the local dealer and said that the worlds most famous architect should be driving one for free and said i want two in navajo red. and next day picked them up.

actually sounds like urban legend. i wouldnt put it past wright to ask for one but i question if they would give him one.

but they did drive out there in a caravan. i have seen pictures of that.

tom w

He also had a fiftie's Mercedes adenauer.

i didnt know that. it doesn't surprise though.

i have always had a soft spot for those big babes!

i remember seeing a cabrio in southern spain, malaga i think, when i was there in 1973. i just thought it was grand.

i dont think i have ever seen one driving around here though.

i did see a late fifties or early sixties 300sl roadster though. a contractor in indy.

tom w

Furthermore, he designed a small new car showroom constructed on Park Avenue for famed car importer Max Hoffman. It's currently a Mercedes dealership.

http://www.galinsky.com/buildings/hoffman/index.htm

yes, as i remember that is kindof a prelude to the fabulous gugenheim museum.

i think it is still being used as a car dealer.

tom w

I was in Malaga in 1973, too. Lovely city. I'd like to go back for a visit.

B

i particularly loved the huge trees down by the ocean and the park. it was on the edge of that place i saw the 300d, in front of a big hotel or perhaps it was an embassey. (sp?)

spain was a lovely place. honest friendly people. of course franco was in power then.

tom w

The trees you mention I don't recall. I do remember the palm tree along the thoroughfare that paralleled the Med. I had just bought a camera and so I must have taken 10 rolls of pix of Malaga, thence to Mallorca.

Did you got to Torremolinos? I spent some time in several night clubs over there. I hope they don't remember me unkindly.

Malaga was the first city in which history became real for me. I toured some fortress in which the Phoenician, Greek, Roman, Moorish, and Spanish construction had been revealed. I took pix with my old Yashica SLR in Kodachrome as the sun went low on the horizon. The pix are so beautiful that I wish I had the artistic skill to claim I had planned it.

If you give 1,000 monkey's a Yashica SLR eventually one of the will take a good photograph.

torromolinos, yes. we rented an apartment for a month in carvajal, just southwest along the coast from torromolinos. i remember three things about torromolinos. one a tower that was circular kindof like the twin towers in chicago called marina city, two a british style restaurant with excellent fish and chips, run of course by an indian, and a line of taxis near the restaurant all shiny, all diesels and all idling contentedly. many of them were the spanish fiats called seats and many ran the little sign on the side "mercedes benz diesel".

i remember one night we were low on dough waiting for my next check to come in (monthly). we were down to peanut butter and french bread i think or maybe salami. and we were out for a walk and there sitting on a bench at the bus stop was a sack of groceries. it was like a gift from God. nobody was around, so we took it home. there was a nice piece of meat, very white, i guessed it was mutton. we baked it and enjoyed it very much.

there was a little range of mountains that went up from the coast maybe a thousand feet or less i suppose. we climbed up to the top one day. it was very quiet but we could hear clearly fishing boats out about a mile or so with that distinctive thump thump of a one cylinder diesel.

it was a lovely place and a lovely time in my life.

tom w