<<<If you can remember the author of any of the critiques of living rooms, I would love
to read them.>>>
Okay. You've pretty much come to the right place. Our only problem is the little grey cells.
Some obvious guesses (yet too general) are Edward Morse, Vincent Scully (but too many books to maybe know which?), Bernard Rudofsky (same), and even Tom Wolfe in his little piece de resistance, From Our House To Bauhaus, which is gimmicky and predictable as heck, but worth the fifteen minutes maybe. (Woe that I didn't write that one. And coulda done it better.)
But I read a lot of stuff, back when I could read, used up the Salem Library; and don't remember a whole lot, except cheering when reason was brought to bear on The American Psyche.
Oh! And Mark Twain, maybe.
I forget.
Kinda woeful, isn't it? A mind is a terribull thing.
There are equal and more esoteric architectural critics on this subject, in diverse places. There's a woman every arch student knows, with a name like Gertrude Stein. Also, since I stopped my obsessive line of architectural inquiry at least fifteen years ago, probably some very good new ones.
I still have a file somewhere (in the attic?) of my own notes and demonstrations and personal photographs of people like Wright and The Greene's work that I was collecting for a book/diatribe/comedy.
It's a great subject. A banker friend of mine was reading the notes in one of my houses and laughing. He's hard to entertain.
Sorry I can't yet be more specific; I know it also does nothing for my credibility.
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