The Hudspeth House

You drive up a long, new paved road through a neighborhood of 400+ lots.  There are beautiful sidewalks, all of the proper signs and markings, bright red fire hydrants are in place to assist the fire department should anything go wrong.  The only problem, there aren't any houses.

Where the paved road becomes a dirt road, you can follow it a bit further to a home that sits empty.  The strange looking home looks out of place for many reasons, but in a community like Prineville, Oregon, a mid century modern mansion is rare.  Past the chain link fence that is supposed to keep kids out, the long driveway takes you past a massive landscaped mound, and into the garage courtyard where one can imagine shiny Cadillacs parked.  You expect someone would have come to open your door for you and help you exit the car, where you could then proceed past the pool and into a swinging party.

The dirt covering the swimming pool, filled in for safety.  The cables above were used by Mrs. Hudspeth's dogs to keep them on the property.
Looking towards the kitchen from the front door.  Guests entered from the swimming pool patio.

Down the pathway and towards the entrance, the horseshoe shaped home surrounds a patch of weeds and dirt where a pool once stood complete with a diving board and water slide.  You enter the home through a large solid door and are greeted by a fountain, dried up and in disrepair possibly missing parts.  The long hallway is lit naturally by huge windows that can be pushed open to 'let the outside in'.

John Hudspeth was, at one time, one of the largest land owners in the United States.  His vast logging empire provided most of the lumber used to build homes in the housing market boom of the 1940s and 50s when soldiers were returning home.  At the center of his empire was Prineville, Oregon a community which was small enough to operate mills inexpensively, and close to utilities and part of the forest he would log.  John's wife spent her fair share of time in mills and the forest, but she longed for the glamor of Hollywood so when it came time to design and build the home they would have forever, they spared no expense.  In 1948, they had a Portland architecture firm draw plans for the massive 12,000 square foot home that they would live out their days in.

A huge kitchen, poorly remodeled sometime in the 70s.
The entire home's interior design was to be commissioned and was realized by a group of well known mid century designers.  Included, Paul Laszlo who had escaped Nazi occupied Europe where he had learned the trade, to move to the US and build a list of clients that would eventually include Elizabeth Taylor, Cary Grant, Barbara Hutton, and more.  The textiles to a large degree were done by Maria Kipp and Dorothy Liebes.  Literally the only difference between this home, and homes of the same era designed for famous movie stars, was location.  And with the pictures I have included here, you can see that high style translated.  The full commission of furniture represented the largest single collection of Paul Laszlo furniture to date.

I first vistied the home in 2008 and at that time it was empty, but it was used by the local Chamber of Commerce as a recreation building for some events.  I couldnt beleive it when I got there as I had no idea anything like that existed outside of Palm Springs.  I was lucky to know someone there who could take me on a tour of the house, and I knew I had to do something to preserve the memory of the home which it was apparent was soon to be lost.  The reason for that Chamber meeting that night was to introduce it's members to the president of the development company that would be installing a family centric California style subdivision that would eventually include 2500 homes.  You can just imagine my excitement!  When the question came up, "What is going to happen to this house?" The response was that it would be "re-purposed"(gutted), and turned into a recreation hall for the residents.

The next time you go on vacation with your family and you visit a historic site, specifically a residence, consider this;  At one time, that home was at risk of being torn down so that someone could make a quick dollar.  In most cases, the only reason historic homes still exist, is because some crazy person thought it should stay there and collect dust.  In this case, I seemed to be the only crazy person who cared!  I was sick to my stomach about it for weeks trying to figure out how a 23 year old with no money could possibly "save" the home.  I have to be honest, I couldnt figure out a way.  I contacted preservation societies, university professors, I even contacted living Hudspeth relatives, and relatives of Paul Laszlo.  Many people were interested, and offered information, but few could do anything to actually save the house.

 John Hudspeth, at the counsel of his wife, had made plans to turn Prineville into a High Desert oasis.  A sort of Palm Springs with all four seasons.  There were plans drawn for a shopping center in town, waterpark, hotels and resorts, none of which were ever started.

   While the furniture is now long gone, I made an effort at tracking down as much information as possible.  The home is now occupied by 'caretakers' who have taken it upon themselves to paint some of the items still in the home.  Its a sad situation, but I felt the least I could was provide information about the house here. The photos I have here come mostly from John Hudspeth Jr., and from LA Modern auction catalog.  I contacted John Jr. but I was never able to talk to him directly.

This is the home as it was.
The main dining room was a gathering place for the Hudspeth family.  Drapes, designed by Maria Kipp, open to the large bank of windows that look out to a view of the Cascade mountains. 
Looking into the living room. The lucite screen can be seen behind the bamboo columns.
In it's current condition. The lucite screen was sold at auction.
The featured a large game room that included beautiful pool table, a Laszlo designed card table, a suffleboard table, and full bar.  The story is that since Mr. Hudspeth did not drink, he had a soda fountain installed and the kids always had ice cream on hand, until they started to get a little heavy and he stopped keeping it stocked.

Empty now.  The Bubblegum ceiling is amazing. 
The F.F. Kern bird cage sculpture was used on the cover of the LA Modern Auctions catalog listing the contents of the home.
An Asian modern cabinet, expresses Paul Lazslo's less-than-conventional style.
This mural was still on the dining room wall when I was in the house in 2010.  I am spektical that it is still there.  While I am not sure who painted it, or when, I was told that it was done by Paul Laszlo.  I doubt that, but I suppose it's possible, and it is indeed interesting. 

Beautiful, and again interesting, fish shaped table and matching seating. 

MASSIVE boiler.  These came from a sawmill, and were fueled by a 12,000 gallon oil tank that is buried under the driveway. 

A very rare kitchen sink/dishwasher.  This thing appears to have never been used.  It was in a prep kitchen off the main kitchen.

Beautiful door to the walk in cooler

An original Paul Lazslo piece that I am told has been painted brown by the 'caretakers'.  The door in the middle originally housed a phone, one of the first private residence phones installed in Prineville.  On the right of the bed is a switch box where Mr. Hudspeth could control all of the lights in the house.  He could also see when his kids had the lights on in their bedrooms.

(Sorry for the poor quality of the photo). Mr. Hudspeth was a short man, only requiring a low shower head.  The red tile is plastic, and very beautiful.  Reminded me of The Shining.

A guest bathroom, gorgeous.

Felted wallpaper.....

I am not entirely sure how the house is doing these days.  After spending so much time on researching it, it makes me terribly sad and I get upset just writing about it.  It will most likely be destroyed, but if not I am hopeful that someone who appreciates can take it over.  I present this simply as an informational report on a great house, and the effect that the selfish housing market we experienced can take on things like this. If you would like to know more about the house, or if you have more information, please contact me at


Yamaha XS400 cafe racer

Finished another motorcycle....

New bars, removed the gauges and modified a vintage enduro speedometer to use instead. new seat, Harley Aerrmachi pipes.
It's a 1981 Yamaha xs400 but it was ugly when I got it, so me and some buddies cleaned the ugly off and made into a nice looking British style cafe racer.
Day 1.  I bought it for $80, it didnt run, it was ugly.
The tailpiece was laying in a friend's garage, we cleaned it up, cut it to fit, and then did some work to mount it to the frame.  The tail section of the frame itself was removed and we built a new one and welded into place.  I raised the tank 4 inches to give it a larger appearance, and re-loacted all of the electrical components, including the battery, under the seat bump.  Overall it turned out really nice, even the spray paint looks ok!

Yamaha xs400 cafe racer


Our Bathroom

It has been a very long time since I have contributed to our blog, but I have noticed that people do in fact read it so I am going to try and post more often.

Since last time I have been working in my new career in the film industry and, fortunately, I have been busy doing it.  Part of this venture into a new career means moving to Los Angeles.  We don't know when we will be moving, exactly, but eventually it has to happen.  I have been spending time in Los Angeles and for the time being I will most likely get a small apartment there with my business partner and slowly build up to moving my wife down with me.  I say all of this, because part of my responsibility before spending months at a time shooting a film is to make sure our house here is in good shape.
What were they thinking?
We started the demolition of our bathroom with a goal in mind, to get rid of the rotting floor, and to replace the sink with a Crane Drexel.  We found a beautiful Drexel at an estate sale being sold as 'yard art' for $10.  I had it stored in the garage for the time when we could actually use it.  For 6 long months, we took the bathroom apart and prepped it as best we could but because it is the only shower in the house we had to take our time.  I tried to do a lot of the work when Amber was out of town because I tend to get frustrated with things like this, and I am not much fun to be around as a result.  We selected a tough industrial floor because it looks like the speckled 50s vinyl selections, and I installed it in a day.  Under the vinyl is concrete, I removed the old vinyl and poured a thinset over top of it to level the floor.  It was extremely nerve wracking but it turned out great, despite a few slightly crooked seams.....

The plumber came in to set the toilet and install the sink, which went great.  Then he flushed the toilet and water came out the back, all over the floor..........

Turned out that the gasket had dried out while sitting in the garage for those months.  Simple, just order a new gasket.  I contacted, who specialize in vintage/antique bathrooms and fixtures, and they gave me the bad news that our toilet is extremely rare and the parts are not available........damn.

The sink was leaking too, but I was able to order those parts from the great people at  I was so upset.  The bathroom looked great, and we had committed to the green colored fixtures, and now we were going to have to replace the toilet which we can no longer purchase in green.  Then, I got a phone call from our plumber.  By this time, he had called me crazy several times for our choices in this project, but he had listened to me and understood what we wanted, and now he had come through in a big way.  He found an old plumbing shop in town and asked about our part, after doing some research of his own, and the guy happened to have the part we needed.  Covered in dust, original, but usable.

The walls are yellow, despite this photo making them appear green.

Stick to your projects.  Help your plumber, contractor, electrician, understand your vision and you will save these old homes.  They are certainly worthy of restoration.


The shoe-polish restoration is done.  What was supposed to take me all winter long and keep me occupied, was finished in about two weekends.  I purchased the bike, took it apart, got it running, put it all back together along with some new parts, and then cleaned and re-painted most of it.  It is about as clean as a dirt bike should ever be now, and it is a blast to ride.  I am now looking for another one, a vintage street bike of some kind...because I need a winter project...


Let's go racing!

One of the cool things about living in Eastern Oregon is the access to amazing scenic country.  We are less than an hour away from amazing mountain terrain, rivers, lakes, and the high desert.  One of the best ways to see that country is on a motorcycle.

I love motorcycles, and this year I went to the local AHRMA vintage motorcycle races held in Central Oregon and got to see some great vintage bikes.  I have always admired Steve McQueen for his acting, but also for his auto and motorcycle racing abilities.  After seeing the races in person, I was hooked.  Yesterday I bought this vintage beauty with the intention of having it re-built in time for the races in April.  It's a 1975 Yamaha DT 250.