Waterfall house – Perfection
January 23rd, 2012 § Leave a Comment
I think in the past, if asked, if perfection was possible I would have said no, least not man-made things. A sunset, snowflake, that sort of thing, than yes, but certainly not something man-made. Most people can recall the moment when they first heard Elvis had died (showing my age here), or the moment they laid their eyes on their first born. For me, I remember everything about the moment when I first saw Fallingwaters. I literally drew my breath in and I knew instantly that man was capable of perfection.
Built in 1939, this house appears to float and yet snuggles seamlessly into the earths bosom like the earth produced this miracle from its inner core. Cantileverd floors enable the weightless appearance. This house embodies the term vernacular despite the large amount of reinforced concrete.
To achieve this kind of integrated beauty with the land I feel he must have convened with God himself. When I look at this house, the above picture in particular, I am completely drawn into its beauty. It’s akin to infatuation. This house has no flaws - perfection.
