Lamp
We looked at lamps today, with the usual result. "No way I'm paying that much." So, we didn't. Hadn't really planned to, but I have a certain fondness for lamps, they are shiny.
This lamp I found left in the trash room of the first place we lived in Boston. A common feature, people in apartments would leave items they didn't want in the trash rooms of the buildings, and others often took them. An informal version of "free" classifieds, casual recycling. We got some good stuff that way. Then, there was this lamp. I thought it the most hideous thing, baroque and blue and gold paint, ridiculous. But we needed a lamp, badly. So I snatched it, we replaced the socket, and as soon as I turned it on in at dim room, it turned rather lovely. When functioning, it's a pretty thing, with an air of gentile old money.
This one was very cheap, and the light shade didn't shade at all, making it impossible to look at. About as soft as a bare, clear bulb. Eventually, I got a sheet of very fancy paper, and fixed it.
This lamp I found left in the trash room of the first place we lived in Boston. A common feature, people in apartments would leave items they didn't want in the trash rooms of the buildings, and others often took them. An informal version of "free" classifieds, casual recycling. We got some good stuff that way. Then, there was this lamp. I thought it the most hideous thing, baroque and blue and gold paint, ridiculous. But we needed a lamp, badly. So I snatched it, we replaced the socket, and as soon as I turned it on in at dim room, it turned rather lovely. When functioning, it's a pretty thing, with an air of gentile old money.
This one was very cheap, and the light shade didn't shade at all, making it impossible to look at. About as soft as a bare, clear bulb. Eventually, I got a sheet of very fancy paper, and fixed it.
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Posted by Zhoen on Monday, February 01, 2010
5 comments:
Both lamps are cool. Love the old styling of the trash room lamp, and find your bare bulp solution very clever.
The old-style base seems to call out for a heavy silk shade.
Lighting is so important. I love the old blue one. I have a lamp which is in delightful 1970's bad taste, but it used to be my father's reading light and looks lovely when switched on, and reminds me of him too.
Crow,
And it's just rolled up and sitting in there. Who knew?
Rosie,
Enlightenment comes in the most unlikely colors.
I love my bedside lamp. I must blog it one day.
At the moment it is surrounded by stacks of books.
Looking for lamps, I simply couldn't believe the atrocious hideousness of so much on offer, not least the various versions of the stack of pebbles cliche, many in luridly glazed colours.
Then we suddenly found a cuboid chunk of solid wood with another cream rectangle of shade, simple as can be, hooray!
Yours look good.
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