That is a good question, and you can read a bit more about it in an excerpt of The Man in the Glass House in New York Magazine. As an accompaniment, let me also suggest this wonderful story on the book and architectural criticism in Dallas by Peter Simek in D Magazine.
After nine years of work, The Man in the Glass House is finally an actual book between hard covers. With a beautiful jacket. The official publication date is November 6. We planned that figuring it would be a typical slow news day. Kidding! But I do hope the book will be something of an antidote to the current political madness, although I think it also helps to explain it, and the parallels to this moment in Johnson’s and American history are pretty stark. I will be doing a good bit of speaking over the next few months to talk about the book, and more generally architecture and criticism, and I would be thrilled for anyone who takes the time out of their schedule to join me. There are links below to forthcoming programs, including several in the immediate future in Dallas and New York.
November 5: Dallas
(in conversation with DMN books editor Mike Merschel)
November 8: Ft. Worth
Texas Society of Architects
11:30am-12:30pm (book signing)
November 8: Dallas
The Wild Detectives
(in conversation with DMN features editor Tom Huang)
November 10: Dallas
Preservation Dallas at the Beck House
11:00am (members event)
November 13: Houston
Sponsored by The Houston Chronicle, Houston Mod, Preservation Houston, and AIA Houston
November 15: Buffalo
Darwin Martin House
November 20: New York
School of Visual Arts, MA Design Research Program
November 24: Montreal
Canadian Centre of Architecture
(in conversation with Phyllis Lambert)
November 27: Dallas
Dallas Museum of Art, Arts & Letters Live
(in conversation with DMN art critic Rick Brettell)
December 8: Sarasota
Ringling Museum of Art, Asolo Theater
January 7: New York
Center for Architecture
(in conversation with Karrie Jacobs)
January 10: Boston
Signing and reception
January 11: Hartford
(in conversation with DMN art critic Rick Brettell)
January 17: New York
The Museum of Modern Art
(in conversation with former chief architecture curator Barry Bergdoll)
January 24: Boston
Boston Public Library
(in conversation with architect Bill Rawn)
March 27: Chicago
Chicago Architecture Foundation
Some good news as the November 6 release date of The Man in the Glass House approaches: The book has hit the rare trifecta of starred reviews in all three publishing industry trade publications, namely Booklist, Kirkus, and Publishers Weekly. The good parts:
Booklist: “Lamster’s mesmerizing, authoritative, and often-astonishing study grapples with Johnson’s legacy in all its ambiguity….[a] masterful achievement.”
Kirkus: “Offering a fresh look at his subject’s less-than-savory aspects, Lamster portrays a diffident genius for whom being boring was the greatest crime.”
PW: “Lamster outlines the complicated and contradictory life of architect Philip Johnson in this engrossing, exhaustively researched account of a brilliant opportunist who introduced modernism to America….This is an entertaining and in-depth look at one of architecture’s most complex and influential characters.”
“I once considered writing a novel based on the life of Philip Johnson. Mark Lamster’s excellent biography reminds me why: The Man In the Glass House is a vivid, thoughtful, illuminating, disturbing and definitive chronicle of one of 20th century architecture’s most celebrated and powerful figures.“
– Kurt Andersen, author & host of NPR’s Studio 360
“Mark Lamster thoughtfully teases out the real history of this modernist icon, from his impressive sexual appetites and more-than-flirtation with fascism in Hitler’s Germany to his 1990s collaboration with Donald Trump. It’s clear that Johnson was a fascinating and disturbing figure; Lamster’s biography, impressively and honestly, displays him with his full complexity.”
– Ruth Franklin, author of Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life
“More than a dozen years after his death, Philip Johnson remains a perplexing, polarizing, magnetic and frustrating figure: although he was far from our greatest architect, no one did more to shape our architectural culture. In this compelling biography, Mark Lamster deconstructs Johnson’s complex persona, evaluates his work and begins the process of establishing his place in history.”
– Paul Goldberger, Pulitzer Prize winning critic and author of Building Art: The Life and Work of Frank Gehry
“Philip Johnson led many lives – as curator, aspiring demagogue with a Third Reich fixation, modernist architect, winking post-modernist, and finally kingmaker in the profession – and Mark Lamster has masterfully woven them together in a biography that is as much literary as critical achievement. Required reading for anyone hoping to make sense of the American century, for Johnson was its house architect.”
– Christopher Hawthorne, Chief Design Officer for the city of Los Angeles and former architecture critic, Los Angeles Times
“The Man in the Glass House captures the essence of a prodigious, multivalent, enigmatic American talent with authority and aplomb. It’s a biography with attitude, a bullet train through the shifting landscapes of 20th century architecture, and a sheer pleasure to read.
– Tom Vanderbilt, author of Traffic: Why We Drive the Way We Do and You May Also Like: Taste in An Age of Endless Choice
“Philip Johnson was as complicated and contradictory as the American century that created him and which he helped define. Modernist, reactionary, anti-Semite, populist, artist and commercial powerhouse, he lived, in some sense, to contradict himself. In Mark Lamster’s nuanced telling, Johnson becomes more than the man in the round glasses, or the avatar of modernism; he becomes a symbol of America itself. This is biography as history, and it is a magnificent piece of work.”
– David L. Ulin, author of Sidewalking: Coming to Terms with Los Angeles
It’s a book, or will be soon. The Man in the Glass House: Philip Johnson, Architect of the Modern Century drops on November 6.
For more than three centuries, Deer Island has been the place where Boston has put the things it would rather not think about. It has been a concentration camp for Native Americans, a women’s prison, a fortress against invasion from the sea. When bodies are dumped into Boston’s waters, they wash up on Deer Island’s shores. It is also where the city’s excrement goes, the site of the Deer Island Wastewater Management Plant, a masterwork of infrastructural design that opened in 1995, after a federal court mandated the clean-up of Boston Harbor. On an average day, the Deer Island plant treats some 350 million gallons of sewage; in the event of a storm surge it can treat up to 1.3 billion gallons per day.
The plant is most recognizable for its twelve egg-shaped digesters, each 130 feet tall, which thicken sludge so that it can be converted into fertilizer. Contaminated water is purified over ten to fifteen days as it is fed through a series of “batteries,” or pools, where it is gradually aerated and cleansed before it is returned to Massachusetts Bay by a 9.5 mile, twenty-four-foot-wide, gravity-fed tunnel. Below the plant’s surface is a secret world of labyrinthine galleries, colorful machinery, and electric vehicles that looks like nothing so much as the lair of a James Bond villain. But nobody at Deer Island is trying to blow up the world. It is operated, instead, by a cadre of engineers and tradesman dedicated to keeping Boston’s water clean in times pleasant and severe.
During my fellowship year in Cambridge, I made a photographic project of documenting Deer Island, and those images were exhibited in a show, The Island that Nobody Knows, at Boston’s PinkComma Gallery. This month that show travels to the University of Texas at Arlington School of Architecture, where it will be on display from February 26 through the end of March.
Frank Lloyd Wright’s Kalita Humphreys Theater is the single most neglected and mismanaged landmark in Dallas,and its state of disrepair is an ongoing civic travesty. In my most recent long-ish form piece, I write about how this has happened, and about the plan to finally do something about it. I hope you will read it, and join the conservancy fighting for to save this treasure for the city.
Other recent stories:
—Ellsworth Kelly’s Austin
—A New Home for the Dallas Morning News
—Toyota’s New HQ: An Architectural Camry
—Why Should Dallas Care about Design if its Art Museum Doesn’t
—Save the AT&T Building
—The Arboretum’s New Glass Pavilion
—Frank Welch, the Dean of Texas Modernism
—Whats Wrong (and Right) with Dallas Architecture
—The Wright Stuff
—An Architectural Cure for Cancer
—What Frederick Law Olmsted Thought About Dallas
—Architectural Criticism in a Digital Age
—Paul Rudolph’s Towering Achievement
—An Open Letter to Ben Carson
When I became the architecture critic of the Dallas Morning News, three years ago, the idea from the outset was to expand the idea of that position, to think not just about signature buildings and their designers, but to examine the entire physical environment of the city. I think this is the right way to approach this position, really the only viable way to approach it, but as I’ve worked to expand this definition of my role, I’ve bumped up on the limits of my own education. My academic background is in architectural history, the story of signature buildings and the men (usually) who built them. I would like to be a more effective advocate for the city, and toward that goal, I will be spending the next academic year on a Loeb Fellowship at the Harvard Graduate School of Design. This will give me to study public policy and urban planning, among other subjects, with the extraordinary community there. I’m hoping that when I return (and, don’t worry, I will return), I’ll be better able to offer solutions to the issues Dallas faces, not just point out the problems.
I should also note that it will be fun to spend a year on the stomping grounds of Philip Johnson, who spent a decade at Harvard as an undergrad and then graduate in the design school. Better still, my biography of Johnson should be complete (I hope) by the time the fellowship begins.
It’s always a good to be a journalist in Texas, but this year was something special: butt injections, a paranoid district attorney on the lam, a kid with a clock. As the late, great Molly Ivins would have it, Texas politics is the finest form of free entertainment devised by man. Except sometimes it’s not so funny. Always, however, it’s interesting. To follow are some of the stories that captured my attention this year. Enjoy.
–Man of Steel: The Story of Robert Bruno
–A Question of Vision in Marfa
–Reinventing Buffalo Bayou
–Remaking the Stretto House
–Frank Welch: On Becoming an Architect
–Inventing Northpark Center
–The New Parkland
–Patricia the Guard
In the early 1970s, sculptor Robert Bruno began work on a house of corten steel in a suburban development just outside of Lubbock. When Bruno died more than three decades later, that house, a remarkable organic structure looking out over a recreational lake, was still unfinished. Today it sits vacant and empty, its future uncertain. Meanwhile, much of Bruno’s other work, a catalog as astonishing as it is diverse (jewelry, sculpture, furniture, architecture) is either forgotten, neglected, or lost altogether. My latest feature for the DMN tells Bruno’s story. It’s said that journalism is the “first draft at history,” and I hope this piece will introduce Bruno to the cannon and inspire more in depth examination of his career. An excerpt:
You first see it, this unlikely vision, shortly after turning onto Canyon View Drive, a gently rolling street lined by the kind of anonymous homes that define American suburbia. What is peeking up over the horizon is something decidedly different, however, and soon enough you will come upon it in all its remarkable glory: a four-legged organism of blackened steel perched on a scruffy ridge, its curving forms resolving themselves in a postcard view over the blue waters of a recreational lake. It could easily be something landed from outer space, the kind of house a James Bond villain might occupy, if he were to put down roots in a nondescript residential development 15 minutes from the drowsy heart of downtown Lubbock.
Inside, there are no aliens and no cinema bad guys. The house itself is unoccupied and has been since 2008, when Robert Bruno, the charismatic if somewhat mysterious sculptor who had made the house his life’s work, died at age 64 after a prolonged battle with colon cancer.
As meticulous as he was capricious, Bruno had built the house with virtually no assistance over the course of some 30 years, designing and modifying it as he went, frequently tearing out portions that no longer pleased him. On an apparent whim, he was known to jettison months of work. It was a process that seemed to take as many steps backward as forward and left friends and neighbors to wonder if he would ever finish. Indeed, after so many decades, they had come to understand that finishing was something that didn’t matter to him.
You’ll find the story, with interactive features showing the house during construction, is here.