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Aug. 3rd, 2003 01:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shipperxOkay, so I haven't been a total bum. I did find a light fixture yesterday. Had to go to two different stores (and I still wish Lighting and Lamp would open on Saturdays because they really do have the better fixtures. I just can't make it there on weekdays.) I found some neat modern fixtures at Mayer. One was particularly cool, and the price was good. Unfortunately it was 24" long which I really couldn't use. The ceiling is only 9', and 7' would really be too low in the guest room. I went out to the place on I-65 and found a pendent fixture that was the right scale for the room. The urn-like globe looks sort of like alabaster. The color of the metal wasn't my favorite but the guy said that the display was the only fixture they had. Since the fixture was $54 and with my designer's discount I could get it for $40, I decided I would get it then faux finish it myself. As I was checking out he told the other person in the shop to pull out the remaining fixture. They only had it in the T-30 color. I perked up. T-30 what's that? Is it darker because I really want the finish to be darker. Turns out the T-30 was the dark bronze. Bingo! Poor guy had to re-hang the display fixture, but I wasn't going to have to re-paint the light fixture.
The store had ceiling medallions (and because of the fixture I now have and the way I didn't remove it last weekend when I painted the ceiling, I needed a medallion (besides I like the one in the foyer). Unfortunately all the ones they had at the lighting fixture store were both too elaborate and too expensive. Went to Lowe's. Right scaled medallion but it was plastic. I knew that I really should get some sort of primer for it but... screw that. No one is going to touch a ceiling medallion.
Last night I painted the thing the same color as the ceiling (which is now "Baby Turtle." I didn't leave it drying long enough before trying to patina the thing. The paint started peeling of the plastic. I repainted it and left it overnight. This morning, I took out the copper, black, burnt umber and glazing liquid to patina the thing and in the end I think I think I did a pretty good job of painting it into the same sort of old bronze finish that's on the light.
I offered to cook lunch and invided Dad to come over and hang the fixture. So I'm one step closer to having the guest room finished -- woohoo!
Taking a break from the Spike Boards (and from writing fanfic. I'm so far behind on When Darkness Falls that when I post Chapter 9 no one is going to remember there ever was a story.) I actually resorted to the old mood pick-me-up of mindless, brain candy, romance novel. Eh. It wasn't bad, but the heroine had the annoying habit of deliberately mangling the English language just like on bitca named Buffy (fairly sure that this may have been something picked up from BtVS as the heroine actually behaved like a cross between Buffy and Anya. I found her Buffy mannerisms more annoying than the Anya mannerisms). Odd in a light romantic comedy (which is what I tend to gravitate toward when reading a romance) that they stuck a huge tragedy in the middle of the novel and then handled it lightly (hero got caught in an explosion that caused him to lose an eye and caused nerve damage in his right arm). It was a nice touch that when they had the whole "usurper to the title" character show up claiming to be the rightful heir... the usurper really was the rightful heir. In the course of the book the gold digging heroine entrapped a handsome, wealthy Earl into marriage only to discover that the Earl wasn't wealthy. Then he wasn't the Earl. Then, because of the accident he wasn't handsome, and none of these things changed by the end of the book. The heroine only discovered that she loved him all along. Every time something awful happened she'd discover that her feelings didn't change.
Overall, eh. Not a particularly memorable book but it did help my mood. This was cotton candy fiction. . .but that was all that I was looking for last night.
The store had ceiling medallions (and because of the fixture I now have and the way I didn't remove it last weekend when I painted the ceiling, I needed a medallion (besides I like the one in the foyer). Unfortunately all the ones they had at the lighting fixture store were both too elaborate and too expensive. Went to Lowe's. Right scaled medallion but it was plastic. I knew that I really should get some sort of primer for it but... screw that. No one is going to touch a ceiling medallion.
Last night I painted the thing the same color as the ceiling (which is now "Baby Turtle." I didn't leave it drying long enough before trying to patina the thing. The paint started peeling of the plastic. I repainted it and left it overnight. This morning, I took out the copper, black, burnt umber and glazing liquid to patina the thing and in the end I think I think I did a pretty good job of painting it into the same sort of old bronze finish that's on the light.
I offered to cook lunch and invided Dad to come over and hang the fixture. So I'm one step closer to having the guest room finished -- woohoo!
Taking a break from the Spike Boards (and from writing fanfic. I'm so far behind on When Darkness Falls that when I post Chapter 9 no one is going to remember there ever was a story.) I actually resorted to the old mood pick-me-up of mindless, brain candy, romance novel. Eh. It wasn't bad, but the heroine had the annoying habit of deliberately mangling the English language just like on bitca named Buffy (fairly sure that this may have been something picked up from BtVS as the heroine actually behaved like a cross between Buffy and Anya. I found her Buffy mannerisms more annoying than the Anya mannerisms). Odd in a light romantic comedy (which is what I tend to gravitate toward when reading a romance) that they stuck a huge tragedy in the middle of the novel and then handled it lightly (hero got caught in an explosion that caused him to lose an eye and caused nerve damage in his right arm). It was a nice touch that when they had the whole "usurper to the title" character show up claiming to be the rightful heir... the usurper really was the rightful heir. In the course of the book the gold digging heroine entrapped a handsome, wealthy Earl into marriage only to discover that the Earl wasn't wealthy. Then he wasn't the Earl. Then, because of the accident he wasn't handsome, and none of these things changed by the end of the book. The heroine only discovered that she loved him all along. Every time something awful happened she'd discover that her feelings didn't change.
Overall, eh. Not a particularly memorable book but it did help my mood. This was cotton candy fiction. . .but that was all that I was looking for last night.
