TV Room / Den
In the ongoing series "rooms in our house" I bring you the third installment: the TV room. It is simply one end of the big open room that goes from front to back and includes the dining room in the middle and the kitchen at the far end.
It is the room with the dark orange-red accent wall. It's where we watch TV and where household activities are attended to at the desk. The sliding patio door opens to the narrow portal on the front of the house, almost directly onto the street, actually.
When you enter the front door, it is to the left and around the corner a bit, so all you see at first is the couch lit by one of the big cottonwood-shaded windows on the east side.
We need window treatments. In the daytime the sunny view and the dappled shade are lovely, but at night, watching TV from that spot, we're pretty exposed.
Not a thing here is new, the lamps and furniture and rug and everything all came with us from Connecticut, including the Mexican blanket we had for some reason and never used in the old house. Jim likes something covering the leather back of his big chair, so this colorful blanket works.
The pharmacy lamp lighting the desk was bent in the move (so much was broken or scraped or mangled). The lamp used to be at a right angle, not oddly S shaped as it looks here. Where the bend is the brass is now thin and flattened and curved. I can't imagine the force needed to flatten and distort heavy brass.
But it works, so there's that.
The bittersweet red wall was hard to decorate, so we kept it really simple with a chair, a painting and a table and very small lamp.
I call it The Winter Wall. A snowy scene, a tiny replica of the famous Francois Pompon polar bear sculpture, and the dark colors make it wintry even on a hot summer day.
We spend evenings here watching TV. With the sliders open to the street, the evening breezes are cool. There's still nothing good on TV, though. And the national news comes on at 5 p.m.
That's odd.
It is the room with the dark orange-red accent wall. It's where we watch TV and where household activities are attended to at the desk. The sliding patio door opens to the narrow portal on the front of the house, almost directly onto the street, actually.
When you enter the front door, it is to the left and around the corner a bit, so all you see at first is the couch lit by one of the big cottonwood-shaded windows on the east side.
We need window treatments. In the daytime the sunny view and the dappled shade are lovely, but at night, watching TV from that spot, we're pretty exposed.
Not a thing here is new, the lamps and furniture and rug and everything all came with us from Connecticut, including the Mexican blanket we had for some reason and never used in the old house. Jim likes something covering the leather back of his big chair, so this colorful blanket works.
The pharmacy lamp lighting the desk was bent in the move (so much was broken or scraped or mangled). The lamp used to be at a right angle, not oddly S shaped as it looks here. Where the bend is the brass is now thin and flattened and curved. I can't imagine the force needed to flatten and distort heavy brass.
But it works, so there's that.
The bittersweet red wall was hard to decorate, so we kept it really simple with a chair, a painting and a table and very small lamp.
I call it The Winter Wall. A snowy scene, a tiny replica of the famous Francois Pompon polar bear sculpture, and the dark colors make it wintry even on a hot summer day.
We spend evenings here watching TV. With the sliders open to the street, the evening breezes are cool. There's still nothing good on TV, though. And the national news comes on at 5 p.m.
That's odd.
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