Places like this are mostly excluded from the intellectualized world of architecture and design, except for – dare I say it -on HGTV. Those people understand that people don’t live in architecture. They live in houses. Whoever lives here is house proud, a term not often heard these days and in my mind somehow attached to the “American Dream.” It means that even the most modest abode becomes alluring when it is obviously cared for. Here the meticulously manicured yard, the fence, the porch, even the matching up and downstairs air conditioners deliver a strong subliminal message that says, “we like our house a lot and you should too.” The thing about subliminal messages is that they are the stuff of art. Art museums are full of ordinary objects arranged by artists against carefully chosen contexts in an effort to deliver some message often much less penetrating than the one that happens organically here.
Lest one think that there is a great deal of humanity, but really no architecture here, a closer look may be in order. Consider how the bit of light foundation contrasts with the grass, forming a visual perimeter around the house which doubles as a sill for the ample basement windows. Consider how it repeats under the fist floor windows, capping the rusticated brick work and defining the top of a visual base for the entire building. Consider how the rusticated corners add substance to the structure. Consider how the brick diapering and decorative pattern balances the heavy base and add interest to a plain facade. Consider how repeating the house three times in a row in different colors adds humor. Perhaps this is architecture after all.