The little one is Eric Lloyd Wright, his grandfather’s hand to his head, his father not wearing a beret. He grew up in the family business. And spoke at length, reading from the diary of Anaïs Nin about the house he created for her and his half-brother, in Silverlake.
June 1, 2014 / Vickie Lester
LOS ANGELES TIMES: HISTORY Storied past, uncertain future Rupert Pole’s labor of love in the hills of Silver Lake stands airy and empty, yet echoes with the vibrancy of free spirit Anais Nin. September 07, 2006|Janet Eastman | Times Staff Writer THE glass-and-concrete house on a hilly Silver Lake street…