Was at the Sheats-Goldstein House (John Lautner) last night.
Dream come true.
The pics are semi-awful, but there are:
The living room (there are lights installed on hte ceiling, but there are also holes throughout the ceieng, each with a small, glass ball covering it on the roof, creating tiny skylights.
Edge of the pool. The water level is flush with the deck.
Light on the stairs. The little metal half-pyramid light covers dot all the stair paths that snake over the back hill.
The dining room table chairs.
The chrome toilet paper cover. A triangular hinged piece that covers the inset paper. All the bathrooms have mirrored walls.
The master closet. My friend, Paige, wanders around in James Goldstein’s closet. Those greenish windows to the left in this lower level room look into the pool water.
The James Turrell’s piece, “Above Horizon”. Down a set of those snaky stairs, a smal bomb shelter-type building houses this light piece. The colors constantly rotate.
Stairs! Half floating.
The “nightclub”. Half-finished. Half-fantastic.
The nightclub. Swoon.
Next time, you’re taking me with you.