steampunklighting

"Hey man, big bag," John says handing me a joint, and smiling one of his brilliant smiles that come so easy to him. I take a toke, "Check it out," I say holding in the smoke.  It is ninteen seventy, one AM, and I am returning from work with a large duffle bag.  John works bar and just got in as well.  My job is unloading donations from the freight elevator at Morgan Memorials Goodwill, or as we call it Morgies.  Workers pick up the donations from supermarkets all over New England, wrap them into burlap bundles, and bring them to Boston.  On the loading dock, another crew piles them onto old railroad luggage carts and sends them up to the thi

About a year ago, I embarked on a new project I call my Diabolical Boxes.  While making these I began to think about creativity.  I would not think of the antiques business (I have been an antique lighting dealer for 40 years) as creative outside of choice and display and, as the public seems to suspect, creative provenance, but as antique dealers we are not making something new. When I restore antique lighting, I must keep things authentic.  Occasionally, I may get to adorn a crystal chandelier my own way, if the original prisms are missing, but that does not compare to what I am doing now. Inspired by the Steampunk design movement I have