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I just read a piece online about a 1958-vintage, A. Quincy Jones-designed, Eichler-built house in Concord, California.
For MCM enthusiasts, that’s like invoking the names of God the Father and God the Son, while eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Holy Spirit.
The homeowner, a young fellow of apparent means, is quoted saying this about his home’s era …
“Everything around us in that decade was designed differently — cars, houses, toaster ovens — everything. I think mid-century modernism was one of America’s most incredible eras to be alive. Or so I hear from those who lived it.”
Well, okay. It some ways it was. I dig the young man’s house. It’s beautiful, indeed, and, having been to Concord a time or two myself, I can see how a person would find much to like about it.
Still, few were living in A. Quincy Jones-designed Eichlers in 1958. Even most of the new construction back then hardly resembled it.
I cite this as another example of the human tendency to romanticize the recent past, their parents’ and grandparents’ eras, generally. For the fortunate fellow living in that beautiful house in Concord, that’s the go-go post-War years.
For MCM enthusiasts, that’s like invoking the names of God the Father and God the Son, while eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Holy Spirit.
The homeowner, a young fellow of apparent means, is quoted saying this about his home’s era …
“Everything around us in that decade was designed differently — cars, houses, toaster ovens — everything. I think mid-century modernism was one of America’s most incredible eras to be alive. Or so I hear from those who lived it.”
Well, okay. It some ways it was. I dig the young man’s house. It’s beautiful, indeed, and, having been to Concord a time or two myself, I can see how a person would find much to like about it.
Still, few were living in A. Quincy Jones-designed Eichlers in 1958. Even most of the new construction back then hardly resembled it.
I cite this as another example of the human tendency to romanticize the recent past, their parents’ and grandparents’ eras, generally. For the fortunate fellow living in that beautiful house in Concord, that’s the go-go post-War years.
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