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Photos from Moooi

It’s safe to say that I’m kind of obsessed with Bertjan Pot’s Random Light. A few years ago, I included it on a list of coveted pendant lamps. Shortly thereafter, I posted about a budget-minded DIY version that was in ReadyMade (by the way, the two people I know who attempted that project were met with much disappointment by the result).

I think about this lamp all the time. I lie on the living room sofa and try to imagine how beautiful it would look floating in the middle of the room. Every time I come across a photo of one in situ, I force Evan to look at it and acknowledge how fantastically beautiful it is. Basically, I mentally bow down at the feet of Bertjan Pot regularly to both thank him for creating this amazing thing…and to beg him to give me one in exchange for knowing how happy he’s made me.

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L: Photo by Patric Johansson; R: Interior design by Philippe Harden

Shamone, look at that thing!! It’s so beautiful that I noticed it before the poodle sleeping under the desk, and considering how finely-tuned my tiny dog radar is, that’s saying something.

The only problem, of course, is the price. The 33″ medium size (which is what I’d want for the living room) is roughly $1125, putting it way, way, way out of our range. Sure, I guess we could set aside $50/month for the next two years, but honestly? I don’t know if I could ever bring myself to lay down that kind of cash for a lamp. That’s not to say that I don’t think it’s “worth” that much (after all, we’re not just paying for the product itself, but for the fact that someone came up with the idea in the first place), just that I can think of a million more important things that I could use that kind of money for. Like my student loan for example. But I digress.

So anyway, yesterday I was blathering on about light fixtures on Twitter, and I tweeted this:

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I mean, I have to keep wishing, right? It’s not like the universe is just going to plop one down on my doorstep. I have to ask for it. I have to really want it.

About an hour later, I was busy crawling around on my office floor trimming a window shade, when I heard a text message arrive on my phone. I’m one of those annoying people who forgets that cell phones are portable, so I didn’t bother dropping everything to go and check it. 20 seconds later, though, my phone rang…and it was Dan from Manhattan Nest, calling from a thrift store. He told me to go look on Twitter. I did.

Friends, a great miracle had occurred:

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AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Can you even?! Really now. What are the chances of this happening? Zero? One in eight hundred gazillion? Who knows. All I care about is that there is a white, 33″ Random Light wrapped in cellophane in Dan’s apartment right now, waiting to come home to live with me and Evan. And it cost about 1/6 of the full price! Yeah. I’m already getting in shape and growing my hair out into an Afro so I can pose with it nude like in the photo at the top of this post.

Now I can move on to asking the Twitter-universe to allow Dan to miraculously find Prouvé sideboards, Damien Hirst diamond skulls, and suitcases full of cash at thrift stores for mere pennies.

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I know, you’re probably looking at this photo and wondering what the problem is for it to be tagged “before”, but don’t be fooled: that light fixture is hideous. I don’t remember what it’s called, but IKEA sold it briefly about five years ago. It’s made of clear plastic. I’d seen a picture of it in someone’s house and was tricked into thinking it looked good. In reality, it casts weird, sad, unflattering shadows, attracts dust like nobody’s business, gets scratches without making contact with anything but air, and generally looks terrible.

We’d been putting off doing anything about it since we needed to also deal with an adjacent decommissioned skylight (nothing to see—imagine a 3×3′ piece of plywood mounted to the ceiling and you’ll have a good visual). It’s since been patched over, and this weekend I finally got around to sanding and painting that section of ceiling.

I also mounted a ceiling medallion and installed a different light fixture. We had a spare FADO light in the basement from when we swapped in the Coral pendant in the hallway, so I just went ahead and used that for now.

About half of the medallions in our house are the plaster originals, and we’ve replaced the missing ones with reproductions. We’ve discovered that the resin/poly ones are very easy to work with, and once they’ve been painted and mounted, they really aren’t discernible from the real thing. There are a ton of options available, and we’ve found a couple of styles that compliment the originals in our house quite nicely. (You may recall that the medallion in the bedroom is actually cast from plaster by using this polyurethane repro as a mold! We’re too lazy to do that ourselves, though. And I’d probably drop it and break it.)

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Before mounting it to the ceiling, I primed and painted the medallion. I like to use the same color as our trim paint (BM Simply White), but in a matte finish. The result is very much like raw plaster, and offsets it just a touch from the ceiling paint (BM Moonlight White).

Once I’d turned off the power at the panel and taken down the old light, I applied Liquid Nails (construction adhesive) to the back of the medallion. It’s strong stuff, so a few globs on the center ring and on the high points of the embossed area are all you really need.

I smooshed the medallion onto the ceiling, positioning it carefully so the electric box was centered in the middle of the opening. Liquid Nails needs about 30 minutes to dry, so unless you have crazy-strong arms and nothing else to do, you have to put some screws in temporarily to hold everything in place. I drilled pilot holes first to prevent the plaster ceiling from crumbling, then popped the screws in.

(By the way, this is all much easier if you have two people to manage the passing of tools and drilling of holes. Evan had to work, though, so I was on my own. I was too busy growing extra arms and doing ladder acrobatics to take many pictures along the way, sorry!)

While I was waiting for the adhesive to dry, I used paintable caulk to fill in the tiny gap where the outer edge of the medallion meets the ceiling. Caulk is absolutely necessary if you want your paint jobs to look good and seamless! After 30 minutes, I took the screws out and filled in the little holes with a smidgen of caulk. Everything got a paint touch-up, and then when that was dry, I put up the new light fixture and turned the power back on. Voilà!

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It’s not perfect, but it’s way better. I was running out of daylight by the time I took this photo, so it looks a little gloomier than in reality. I think we might want a larger fixture here eventually, but this is just fine for the time being.

It’s hard to tell in these pictures, but the medallion looks REALLY warped from some angles. The edge overlaps the patched skylight-hole, and the ceiling is a good 1″ lower on one side than the other. Because gravity is causing the light’s stem to hang plumb, everything else looks kind of wonky by comparison. I told Evan I think the medallion kind of looks like a pancake sliding off of a plate, but he thinks it looks like a Salvidor Dalí painting.

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snowy garden

Look how much snow there is in the garden! I love how pristine it is. Not even a single squirrel has ventured to cross. I know I should probably bring the Hardoy chairs into the basement during the winter, but I always forget. It doesn’t help that our basement is such a crazy mess; I’m not even sure where we’d put them. (By the way, I’m determined to clean up the basement this spring. I think we need to take a week off and just spend 10 hours a day down there cleaning and organizing and scraping and sanding and maybe even painting. It’s basically a dungeon at the moment. I hate going down there to do laundry.)

The weekend is already slipping away, but I’m determined to make a little dent in my ever-mounting list of winter projects. I’m not sure how realistic this is (I blame the dogs—they’re just sooooo warm and snuggly…), but I’m going to do my best.

BY TOMORROW AFTERNOON:
• Clean out/organize the kitchen cabinets and pantry.
Sand plaster on ceiling in upstairs hallway.
Install new medallion and change light fixture.
Caulk, prime, and paint ceiling/medallion.
• Measure and cut shades for living room windows. (I did one!)
Have Mommy and Bernie over for dinner.
Grocery shopping, laundry, cleaning, etc.

Not so crazy, right? I figure if I can do everything but the shades and the priming/painting today (i.e., within the next five hours, in order to have time for dinner guest), I’ll be in pretty good shape.

Tonight I’m going to make Eggplant & Lentil Chili Mole from my new favorite cookbook. I asked my mother to bring dessert, and I think it’s going to be baked apples. My mother is one of those people who can make something delicious out of any two ingredients that happen to be in her house, so I’m sure they’ll be super yummy.

P.S.: I have a tiny blurb over on the Elle Decor blog this week. I don’t usually do things like that, and this is a perfect example of why—all of the other “design insiders” commented on, well, things related to decor (which makes sense, of course), and I shared a link to a blog about pencils and talked about my affinity for school supplies. Sigh. Once a nerd, always a nerd.

Part three of my house’s birthday retrospective is dedicated to the little spaces that are so often forgotten: The closets, hallways, pantries, entryways, and other areas that we take for granted by rely on constantly. In my mind, these tiny “rooms” are easy to renovate—because they’re so small, right? Well, as anyone who’s ever groomed an emotionally sensitive bichon/Chihuahua mix can tell you, smaller isn’t always easier. You get sweaty and gross faster, everything is a mess, you’re on top of each other, the ladder won’t fit right, the drill is too big…ugh.

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More porch ceiling photos here

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More kitchen pantry photos here

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More dressing room photos here

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More upstairs hallway photos here

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More hall closet photos here

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More office closet photos here

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More downstairs hallway photos here

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More vestibule photos here

I regret that I don’t have a real before photo of the vestibule. It was awful. Picture brown fake-wood paneling and lots of peeling green paint. And graffiti.

It’s funny, as satisfying as I know it will eventually be to look at progress photos, sometimes I feel like I can’t bring myself to take pictures of things in my house when they look truly, truly awful. Before we embark on any projects, Evan always asks me if I want to take a before shot, and so often I decline. He checks to see if I want to stop and take photos as we progress, too, but if I’m feeling frustrated or tired or dirty or crabby (which is a lot of the time, frankly—home renovation will do that to you), I just don’t want to. I always regret it later, of course, so lately I’ve been trying to get better about documenting what we do as we do it.

Stay tuned for part four!

See also: Five years ago, part one. / Five years ago, part two.

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As I predicted, I awoke this morning to a wintry scene of edges rounded with white, trees laced with soft puffs of snow, and, this being NYC, the less-romantic sight of salty, muddy slush down the center of the roads.

Looking at the trees and rock formations bordering Fort Tryon Park, though, you’d never know this is Manhattan.

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Click the photos if you’d like to see more detail.

Midtown is another story, though! By the time I got to work, there was barely anything left of the 19″ of snow we got last night. I’ve only seen midtown buried in snow a few times in my life (I think the last was five years ago)—it’s amazing how quickly the city hauls it all away (okay, not always).

I know it’s not the popular thing to say around these parts right now, but geez…I love snow. I said it around this time last year, and I’ll say it again: I never get tired of snow. It always gives me that cozy, safe feeling of being protected and warm when I’m inside, and part of nature when I’m outside. I loathe hot weather, so I try to savor this time of year as much as I can. (Guess what? We’re getting more this weekend, too!)

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Photo of Tommy and Mamma Biscuit by John Vairo Jr.

See that? Mamma Biscuit loves the snow, too! Fritz and Bruno are less sure…they’re more content to stay under the covers drinking tea and watching “Lancelot Link, Secret Chimp” reruns.