Showing posts with label Light. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Light. Show all posts

02 April, 2009

Fan and Antique Art Deco Sconce Lights Finally Installed

Well, the rewiring of the living room took longer than planned--doesn't everything?--but we now have a new fan, antique sconces, and a new push button switch to match the one Ted installed in the dining room.

With the discovery that there were once sconces above our fireplace, we were quite excited to find vintage replacements on eBay. The patent date on the back of these says 1926, one of the three possible dates our house was built (1925 and 1928 being the other dates we've seen). Perfect.

Ted rewired the sconces and installed them last night. (If you're in the Chicago area, Marshall Electric offers some great deals on supplies.) I wanted to use flicker bulbs, but they really didn't produce enough light. Instead, we're using 40 watt (at least I think they're 40 watt) amber bulbs.

The effect is really cool.

The pattern on the surface of the bulbs creates wavy patterns on the walls and ceiling. It kind of reminds me of vintage theatre lighting:

And when you switch on the light of the new overhead fan, the whole room takes on a soft, cozy glow. Even though it was nearly 2 o'clock in the morning when we finished, we had to run outside to see how it looked from the street.

We had discovered that in the forties, a previous owner had removed whatever fixture was on the ceiling and capped it over, removed the sconce lights and plastered over the wall, and removed the only light switch in the room and plastered that over, too. That left only four--or is it five?--floor-level receptacles for plug-in lamps. For the life of me, I can't figure out what their motivation was. It looks so much better now.

01 February, 2008

Dreams of Incorporating Storybook Style


The Box House is, well, very boxy in appearance, filled with plumb lines and ninety-degree angles. I'd love to add some storybook design elements, something to make the house seem a touch more whimsical and fairytale-ish yet in keeping with its general 1920s flavor.

Also called Provincial Revivalism, Fairy Tale, or Hansel and Gretel style, Storybook Style seems to have been popular on the West Coast. I've seen only a handful of examples in the Chicago area--my bus in high school used to pass by one we called the hobbit house, because it looked as if Frodo would step out at any moment.

Lights, lanterns, and sconces are great ways to transform a room or facade, I think. The porch light we currently have is a round ball of light with this whopping huge motion activator attached to it. It's ugly. Period. I figure a storybook style light might add the touch of whimsy I'm looking for.

I really, really like one porch light made by Mica Lamps: Storybook Granada Six-Side Wall Sconce. I think it would be perfect, but it's seven hundred dollars. Yes, $700. For a porch light.

Now I need help in justifying just why such an expenditure would be necessary, seeing as the cost of this lamp is more than two car payments--although the car will be paid off in May! (Hooray!) Really, it's a lamp. How does a lamp get to be $700?

Here's another one I like, and it's currently on sale for the bargain price of six hundred dollars. Still more than two car payments, but look how charming it is!


Seriously, if anyone has a source for similar style lamps that are designed for my modest and humble budget, I'd love to hear about them.

A very cool external link that you must check out to learn more about this style is this: Storybookers.com

22 January, 2008

Worth Getting Up in the Morning

I am feeling rather creaky today, still a little stiff and sore from the carpet pulling adventure. But it's hard to feel truly cranky when waking up to this. This is one of the living room piano windows on floor one. The house faces southward, so we have light streaming in for most of the day. The window opens, too, so on warmer days we'll be able to get some great breezes coming through from all directions.

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within.
—Elisabeth Kübler-Ross