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In his newly restored Hollywood Hills home, essayist, playwright, novelist, and onetime congressional candidate Gore Vidal surrounds himself with a lifetime of mementos and a museum’s worth of art—while contemplating a city that demands invention
An 18th century diptych by Italian painter Paolo de Matteis was so large that it was mounted on the ceiling
The chandelier, mirrors, console, table, and chairs also resided in Vidal’s flat in Rome and villa in Ravello
The desk at which Vidal did most of his writing holds pride of place in the library
For the 17th-century painting of Edward VI pictured here, Zoltan Papp first removed a heavy coat of varnish that had trapped dirt on the surface. A solution was then applied to the back of the canvas to prevent further drying. Paint in danger of flaking was softened with a heated, forklike tool used in applying gold leaf. Peeling paint was replaced with pigments from a Dutch company whose paints are matched to those of the period.
The 1920s Spanish colonial revivalhigh in the Hollywood Hills has been owned by Gore Vidal—he of the erudite roar only slightly muted by age—for more than four decades. During most of those years Vidal and companion Howard Auster resided in Rome and at La Rondinaia, a cliff-hugging villa in Ravello, Italy, while the L.A. house was turned over to a series of renters. Some, like Nicolas Cage, who put solar panels on the roof, Vidal describes as "very good caretakers." Others, such as the "lady tenant" who damaged the house and left owing $40,000, garner other descriptors.
The couple moved back in 2003; Auster died later that year. A recent seven-month renovation, which focused on the first floor and back terrace, was completed in time for the writer's 86th birthday in early October. Now, when Vidal isn't in New York preparing for the Broadway revival this spring of his 1960 play, The Best Man, he savors the flea market finds, the auction house finery overlooked by eyes less curious, the presents from pals that fill the rooms. Among them is a herd of 17th-century drawings of warhorses that gallop and rear in the entryway, a gift from Count Edward von Bismarck—"Eddie, the grandest dandy," says Vidal.
Perhaps most precious are the family treasures. In the living room hangs a small piece of colored glass, a Swiss crest showing VIDALL with two ls, dated 1589, what Vidal calls the most valuable glass in the city. On the upstairs landing is a portrait by Sir Thomas Lawrence of actor William Linley, a relative who married the actress Sarah Siddons's daughter. Next to it is a rendering of a gentleman who, it's pointed out to Vidal, looks not unlike Abraham Lincoln, the subject of his acclaimed historical novel. "From a certain angle everyone does," he says. "Don't lose any sleep over it."
Peering across the living room's low sofas, marble tables, bronzed writing awards, and photos of friends (Joanne Woodward, Paul Newman, Susan Sarandon, Tim Robbins) is a young Prince of Wales, the future Edward VI, son of Henry VIII. The painting gleams from the ministrations of Zoltan Papp, who was also charged with restoring the legion of Italian 18th-century oils, estimated at $15 million and destined for the Huntington—none of which cost Vidal more than $200.
Vidal wheels his chair into the dining room, which, like much of the house, harbors a cool solitude; the thick stucco walls and sturdy windows block out the heat and noise. Several of his favorite pieces reside in this room, including two ornate mirrors hanging near the doorway that were owned by film director Luchino Visconti; one was pulverized during shipping and flawlessly repaired. He lingers briefly by the ram's-head chairs from the 1959 movie Ben-Hur—Vidal was one of the screenwriters—before declaring his affection for a floor-to-ceiling, elaborately carved 18th-century mirror that barely fits over an equally fantastical table. "It's a kind of medieval camp, totally Italian, 19th century," he says of the table. The mirror, on the other hand, once belonged to Mario Praz, "the greatest critic of Anglo-American literature."
Vidal insists he is not a collector. At the least, he's an accumulator, and to call his house and possessions a palimpsest, to borrow the title of his 1995 memoir, would be wrong. Rather they form a rich composite. Perhaps that's one of the reasons he has cottoned to the place, making clear that after the opening of his play he'll return not to L.A. but to the house. As for the city itself, about which Vidal has long been ambivalent? "Of all cities, the one where you can most think yourself into somewhere else is L.A. It's waiting to be invented. It's to be made up."
TAKE A SEAT
The copies of ancient Roman chairs (right) that had been crafted for the Ben-Hur set in the mid-1950s traveled with Vidal to his Italian homes, thus sparing them from renter abuse. But the brass strips—plated in silver and gold and mounted on the chairs as decorative elements—had loosened with age. Zoltan Papp of L.A.'s Artisan Restoration Centre reattached them and polished the surfaces by hand. Age had also crystallized the glue joining the legs to the seats; Papp removed the old glue from the affected joints, heated it, and then reapplied the revitalized solution. The seats' Italian-made fabric, Papp says, came through five decades without a rip or a stain.
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