Description
The other night I was laying on the couch wondering what to paint. I wasn’t feeling terribly ambitious and I had trouble locating my muse. As I looked out the window I saw this lamp. It is a silly lamp that I remember sharing space with when I was living with my last roommate. It was a nice lamp, all in all, but it never possessed a shade. Instead of buying a lamp shade for the shadeless-lamp my roommate decided to sell it at a garage sale. Nobody wanted to buy the nice lamp without a shade. After the sale she offered the nice lamp to me. I am rather cheap and don’t require a shade in order to accept a free light and so I scooped it up.
Not too long ago I bought a shade, but in the interim between that time I had found this old colander that I felt would make a lovely shade, and for a while the colander just rattled around on the top of the light, where it hung precariously. Every time someone took a step in my tiny home the colander would rattle on the skeleton of the lamp.
Anyway, staring at this light, and it’s reflection in the dark window, made me think of this story and then inspired me to paint the nice lamp in all its shaded glory.
And that is the story behind this piece.
Sometimes we humans just have to follow the inspiration where it takes us; sometimes we humans have to accept the light where we can get it, especially if it is offered to us free by a friend.
I don’t know, now I am just trying to draw existential conclusions where they don’t actually exist. My muse appears to be gone again. I think I am going to go take a seat on the couch for a bit.
10.5″ x 14.5″ acrylic on paper
