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Surround Yourself With What You Love


Im a painter who happens to like furniture a little too much. Ive been collecting a long time. I also have furniture from my parents, dear friends Ive lost, relationships that ended. I wish I werent the sentimental type, but it sort of grounds me. No matter where I live, as long as I can have this stuff around, Ill feel at home.
This obsession for collecting started when I was a boy. I think everyone to a certain extent invents themselves or creates a fantasy in which to live. In my case it was Chatsworth and any number of other grea: old homes of England, where they live with beautiful antiques that are frayed and torn and very used. Im very much an Anglophile. I like the English way of decorating, the layering of everything. As big and as grand as these homes are, they still look lived - inand no; like museums.
I wanted to give the impression that I came from old money. This is so far from the truth its laughable. I grew up in a tract house in Dearborn, Michigan. My father worked for a beer company —he would have been happy to furnish our house with beer crates. But I knew there was a better life out there somewhere.
I got a firsthand look at how the other half lived when I got a job as an assistant to a decorator in Grosse Pointe. All those grand estates! I thought I was in England, i would sell paintings to rich housewives for a few hundred a whack. I learned about all the greats. John Fowler, Frances Elkins, Sister Parish, and, of course, Billy Baldwin are all inspirations, espe cially on arranging and mixing all this stuff. Billy Baldwin is my god —I always have two slipper chairs, sisal, and black lacquer. Also John Dickinson, who I actually met in San Francisco. I almost had an aneurysm.
I really dont have any kind of decorating philosophy except to make everything I love fit wherever I am, without it lookinglike a storage unit. My apartment is a downsized version of the dream home that I had to let go of because of the economy. My partner, Philip, and I lived there for 12 years. The shutters started to fall off, we needed new gutters. Philip and I had so much money tied up in our house and furniture that we almost lost our minds. The electric bill was $1,500 a month —its Dallas. Our rent here isnt even that much. The house was 3,000 square feet, and we have less than half :hat now. Ive always said Id rather have a chic little apartment like Billy Baldwins than a big, empty house. But I still have the furniture fora 10,000 - square - foot house.

Surround Yourself With What You Love


The trouble is, I like everything. When I see something, I say, Thats mine. Its mine. I have to take it home right now. And I like a bargain. Philip is a stylist, and we were always buying props. Wed say, Two hundred dollars for a pair of wing chairs? Too good a deal to pass up! We had so much in storage, it got to be a disorder.
Then theres my lamp fetish. I like all the classiclamps —I have multiples of them. I used to have a closet for lamps and shades. At the peak, I had around 70 lamps of all types and sizes all over the house. It didnt look as crazy as it sounds. They were all on dimmers, so there were just small pools of light everywhere. Thats down to probably 45 now.
I wanted to stop art - directing my life and actually be a part of it. Be in it instead of always being on the outside, the arranger, looking in. T wanted to be able to sit down at a table without having to rearrange everything on it. When you start getting 011 your own nerves, its bad. I thought, If I bring in one more thing the whole place has to be rearranged. Its like a Rubiks Cube. I created this whole persona, which started to kill me because my life was a fake.
The only new thing I bought after the move was my bed. The apartment has almost 10 - foot ceilings, so I thought it needed a really dramatic bed. I found this one at my favorite antiques/junk store and put it on layaway. Its my own little barge. At first it was scary waking up in the middle of the night with the curtains and all. a little on the Boris Karloff side. Particularly in the winter, because the building is 90 years old, and its drafty. The bed is three - quarter size, but I didnt want to have a mattress made, so I squeezed in a double. I have to tuck in the sheets with a paint scraper. Boy, do they stay put.
The bed makes everyone go 0000Ы Weve had a couple of fashion shoots done in it, and Im never happier than when Philip, my dogs, and my friends all pile in to watch movies and eat pizza. Its kind of my office also, (basically live in it when Im not painting.
Im still all about comfort and a worn, lived - in look. My paintings are contemporary, but I have old - school taste in furnishings: give me a chesterfield sofa and a lampshade with fringe any day. I bought things I knew Id nevertire of. and Ive found out that if you love something, youll find a place for it. Itll just naturally fit.