This is an old post from my tumblr but I thought it deserved a second life here. Read on if you are willing to consider boxing metaphors and preppy McPrepperton stylings….
I hated my old white lamp. Nothing wrong with it, I was just bored. So I decided to let George Foreman pummel me until he was so exhausted that he bought me a new lamp.
Actually, I realized that I could easily fit my lamp into an old vase I hardly use. I have been looking for something more masculine for my apartment, and thought of nautical rope.
A quick trip to Home Depot provided the 20 feet of rope I would need. 20 feet! I had figured I’d need 5 feet. Goes to show that coiled snakes are much longer than they appear. (Yikes!)
I coiled the rope around the lamp rope-a-dope style, pushing it flush with the sides of the vase. I made sure to pull the cord up as I worked. When done, I secured the cord down the side of the vase with tape. It’s not pretty, but it will always face a wall.
Now I have a new lamp that can always be reverted back to a boring white lamp and a vase should that huge flower delivery arrive when I win my next match.
*Spoiler Alert,* Over a year ago, A accidentally bumped into this lamp and it smashed into a million pieces. He saw me writing this post now and asked me what ever happened to this lamp. He completely forgot he broke it. That’s what I like to call a POWER MOVE.
Just your run-of-the-mill desert scrub brush, right? Maybe look again….
This guy!!!! I spotted him right by the house while carrying in groceries. He was so confident in his camouflage that he didn’t even flinch when I moved in for a closer look. He stayed while I grabbed my camera. Who knows, maybe he didn’t want to give up such a prime blending spot?
Up close his texture is amazing. He’s basically wearing lizard armor. Based on the crazy shit I’ve seen around my house, no doubt he needs it! I have a little animal guide to Joshua Tree with pictures (because I’m five-years-old) and I love crossing off each one as I see it. Horned Lizard I have you checked!
Ever since I read Jonathan Ames’s Wake Up Sir I have been fascinated by the world of artist residencies. I daydream about a life where you get a little cottage to yourself in which to write or make art and someone drops off little sandwiches for you. Then at night you join all the other artists at the manor to get drunk and have intelligent conversations that don’t involve subjects like The Wakefield Twins or Normcore.
A couple weeks ago A and I checked out the beautifully renovated Joshua Tree Highlands Artist Residency cottage for a show. The artists in residence were Seth Olinsky and Ali Beletic. We checked out their paintings and gorgeous desert-inspired sculpture.
We learned a little bit more about their label, Lightning Records. The Lightning Quarterly International sounds like a cool project. Seth played a thrillingly loud psychedelic set that I loved. At the time I didn’t realize that he is a member of Akron/Family working on his side project, Cy Dune. Good, good stuff.
Nobody dropped off sandwiches, however. Actually, Seth and Ali’s previous project involved giving away free bags of hand roasted coffee. That was cool, as was this ice fire and cactus in a hat. It’s the small things, people.