Somewhere in the jumbled attic that is my memory I dragged out the old song title “The Bluebird of Happiness”. So Lisa and I are there, happy blue birds giving each other loving looks. And where there are birds, there is Our Cat, casting a curious gaze. I know the combination of birds and a cat can bring troubling images for some, but it all works for us.
I woke up on our anniversary morning to discover wonderful goodies and a sweet card. In typical fashion, I had forgotten the date. In a complete panic, and with the help of Our Cat, I made this card in record time – about an hour from start to finish. The gluten-free chocolate chip cookies helped too.
Steve Wallet: Many people find Schindler’s buildings, particularly his later buildings like your house (Fig 1), to be unpleasantly strange. Do you understand that view, or has the house always looked beautiful to you? Has living in the house affected your view of other non-mainstream, unconventional art and architecture?
Diane Garver: I never found the house unpleasantly strange, different but it is what I knew and was used to. I found normal houses strange, dark, flat, exposed to the streets and the public. My friends didn’t know it was raining unless the sky had opened up. When I moved in with people who liked to move furniture around in the house I was utterly conflicted.