Happy Birthday- You Dead, Rotting Jackass!
In the late 1930's - not too long before I orchestrated my "disappearance"- I spent some time in Arizona at what was to become a mecca for art and achitecture.
At the time when I was there it was not much more than a complex of buildings in various states of construction and completion. This place would later be called "Taliesin West".
The young people there were amazing, intriguing. I could never understand why the had all fallen in with that awful Frank Llyod Wright!!
INSUFFERABLE PRICK!
Frankie Wright, you were a rotten old codger!!
Furthermore, your wife, Olgivanna....was a DOG! Yick! Phhheewww!
HOWEVER
You were a damn talented architect, you had vision and style....and I appreciate that. I can also appreciate you being such a douche to your assistants and contractors...sometimes it can be difficult to get others to help you create what they cannot understand.
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRANKIE!
I hope the worms have gnawed your skull into the shape of the Guggenheim, you goddamn genius!
At the time when I was there it was not much more than a complex of buildings in various states of construction and completion. This place would later be called "Taliesin West".
The young people there were amazing, intriguing. I could never understand why the had all fallen in with that awful Frank Llyod Wright!!
INSUFFERABLE PRICK!
Frankie Wright, you were a rotten old codger!!
Furthermore, your wife, Olgivanna....was a DOG! Yick! Phhheewww!
HOWEVER
You were a damn talented architect, you had vision and style....and I appreciate that. I can also appreciate you being such a douche to your assistants and contractors...sometimes it can be difficult to get others to help you create what they cannot understand.
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRANKIE!
I hope the worms have gnawed your skull into the shape of the Guggenheim, you goddamn genius!
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