Monday, December 12, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Visited House On The Rock for the second time since living in Wisconsin. Only this time it was not a brief visit and I had a better chance to absorb the atmosphere. Here is the long story short: there was a sacred stone for the Native Americans called "Deer Shelter Rock", so this white guy goes: "I know, I'll build a house up there to spite Frank Lloyd Wright! The house reminded me somewhat of La Sagrada Familia, with elements that nightmares are made of. Instead of screaming monsters, lots of mechanical dolls, music machines, color saturated interiors and simulacrum of the old world. The author of this architectural cacophony, Alex Jordan, obviously believed in the power of money over talent. After two hours of room after room after room of claustrophobic redundancy, the plainness of Dodgeville (yes, very dodgy Dodgville) was akin to clearing my palate after too heavy a meal.