When Serena and I first moved in together, into that little convent apartment in Inglewood that she and her husband now occupy, I wandered into a little book-binding shop down the street and found a case of beautiful papers. I fell in love with the one now adorning the shades of this lamp, and paid $20 for a single sheet of it. I’ve been carting it around with me as I’ve moved and moved and moved again – and now, finally, I have used it!
The rest of this floor lamp was free. It was given to my parents, brass and sans shades, who passed it on to us. At first I hesitated , but they lovingly painted it silver and I gladly took it off their hands. Immediately, I covered one of the shades. And then it sat for a few months. But, as of yesterday, it’s finished.
