The buildings are a metaphor of relations which age to an end, even among the closest of fathers and sons, intervened by, let us call them others. We would not have believed it possible to be so dissolved. I have long outlived my grandfather E. A. Yeo who I love greatly and honor for his art and practice and hospitality. When he built Pine Cone Lodge in Browns Mills, NJ, it was with respect of the land and out of the mind of arts and crafts which he had begun twenty years before. Some imperfect records of these creations exist in photographs and accounts, but this best of them all lasted less than one hundred years. I received a pic of its redo on Zillow August 8. I think this is like the decay of relationships too, which mutual respect once attained is a good memory, not good news, but not to be denied. The dissolution of this work became the motive for those collections of writings published since and continued to whatever lengths now appear on Amazon.
Monday, May 29, 2023
Sequel
It is a dream of fiction and antiquarians to suddenly come upon a whole cache of materials they did not know exists in Thaddeus Mobley of the episode of Fargo III, or either/or, to discover a manuscript. In real life this is Bradley's gold in your attic. I found all this and more.
There is a sequel to a saving of the life, the home,
the land, the family, memory and all we live
in the end of the buildings we build
and in the relations we form, temporary spoils
against which we argue but conform.
