18/05/2026
She asked for a house of quiet contemplation. He built her a glass box with nowhere to hide.
Dr Edith Farnsworth was a nephrologist, a violinist, and a poet. She owned a plot of land in the Fox River floodplain 55 miles southwest of Chicago, and in 1945 she commissioned Ludwig Mies van der Rohe to build her a weekend retreat — somewhere to think, to play music, to be alone with the landscape.
What Mies built is one of the most austere and most debated houses of the twentieth century. A single open room, raised eight feet off the ground on eight white-painted steel I-beams, enclosed entirely in floor-to-ceiling glass. Five materials throughout the whole building. The structural columns sit outside the glass envelope so nothing interrupts the interior. There is a central service core — bathroom, kitchen, mechanical — and beyond that, nothing. No rooms. No walls. No privacy.
Farnsworth hated it. The house leaked, the heating was inadequate, the insects were terrible, and the complete transparency she had presumably understood in theory was something rather different to live with in practice. She sued Mies over cost overruns. He countersued. The relationship, which had been warm, ended badly.
None of which diminishes the building. Farnsworth House is one of those works that achieves something beyond the intentions of the people who made it — a demonstration of pure architectural principle that remains, more than seventy years on, almost impossible to improve upon. It is now a historic landmark, visited by architects and enthusiasts from around the world.
It is also, we think, one of the most satisfying buildings we make models of. There is genuinely nowhere to hide in the design.
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