The reasonable assumption would be that noted wildlife artist, John James Audubon, would have had at least a tenuous connection to the house on Whitehead Street in Key West that bears his name.
What is more, Audubon House is filled to the brim with his original works and priceless early original prints from the massive books he first published in the 1800’s.
Imagine our surprise, then, to learn that the famous artist never lived here, nor even visited for an overnight. In fact, the best they can determine is that the only thing tying Audubon to this house is the existence of a certain leaf on his painting of a rare white-crowned pigeon known only to exist in the Florida Keys. Apparently, the leaf was part of a tree that had been brought to Key West from Cuba and was growing nowhere else on the island except in the back yard of this house.
How that one leaf managed to propel the artist who painted it into somehow becoming the namesake of the entire house is still unclear to me, but boy is he ever the namesake. There is even a lovely gift shop in a small cottage on the edge of the property where Audubon prints, books and gifts proliferate.
And I will say, the spot is quite inspiring. Given a garden like this and a porch to overlook it all, the notion that it was actually used by the bird man himself is very easy to advance and even easier to embrace. And to think that it is all held together by a picture of a leaf. Only in Key West, friends. Only in Key West.
PS: During our recent month on the island, we discovered a wounded baby bird in the foliage at the edge of our pool. My husband, Joe, and daughter, Ashley, gathered him up and took him to the Wildlife Sanctuary on the island, where they received the good news that he merely had a bruised wing that would heal. But the best news of all, the bird was apparently one of the aforementioned (and very rare and endangered) white crowned pigeons that still inhabit Key West. Mr. Audubon would be so proud.
Photos of Audubon House by Beth Yarbrough. Image of white crowned pigeon via Audubon Prints.
It was waiting for you to come along. I a going to make that pie when we get home from Florida.
Hey Beth. I have enjoyed reading your stories of the old Southern homes. When I was a teenager, we lived in old Mt. Pleasant on the corner of Hibben and Bennett St's. Hibben House was a 1/2 block away and has a very unique history. Might be worth your time to take a look and write a story. https://mountpleasanthistorical.org/items/show/26.