The Ricker likes plants indoors.
His house was like a jungle inside--complete with a large ficus tree on the middle of a coffee table in the living room. He's got a collection of trees indoors: in addition to the ficus, there were cacti, jade plants, dracaena, spider plants, and palms. He brings a number of flower pots in for the winter, putting them upstairs in the billiards room so it is impossible to play pool.
After time, some of the cactuses, which he had cultivated for years, died out, and the Ricker replaced a few of them with plastic cacti. He'd swear he couldn't tell the difference, and the truth is, with how dim he kept the house at night, you usually couldn't. Except during the day, that is. Anyway, as more plants died out, and as the Ricker decided to redecorate the house, he had to figure out a way to keep his beloved fake cacti.
The house used to be southwestern, very southwestern, until a few years ago. Now, it looks like a purple-and-black time machine to an alternate 1970s.
Clearly, the cacti didn't match--until he spray painted them black or silver. This picture shows one of the silver cacti next to one of the Ricker's other sculptures. He even went so far as to spray a fake foam cactus black, with silver and purple rings around the top! He also saved my old, dead bonsai tree and painted that black, displaying it in front of the black, silver and purple cactus. It's really almost too much.
His house was like a jungle inside--complete with a large ficus tree on the middle of a coffee table in the living room. He's got a collection of trees indoors: in addition to the ficus, there were cacti, jade plants, dracaena, spider plants, and palms. He brings a number of flower pots in for the winter, putting them upstairs in the billiards room so it is impossible to play pool.
After time, some of the cactuses, which he had cultivated for years, died out, and the Ricker replaced a few of them with plastic cacti. He'd swear he couldn't tell the difference, and the truth is, with how dim he kept the house at night, you usually couldn't. Except during the day, that is. Anyway, as more plants died out, and as the Ricker decided to redecorate the house, he had to figure out a way to keep his beloved fake cacti.
The house used to be southwestern, very southwestern, until a few years ago. Now, it looks like a purple-and-black time machine to an alternate 1970s.
Clearly, the cacti didn't match--until he spray painted them black or silver. This picture shows one of the silver cacti next to one of the Ricker's other sculptures. He even went so far as to spray a fake foam cactus black, with silver and purple rings around the top! He also saved my old, dead bonsai tree and painted that black, displaying it in front of the black, silver and purple cactus. It's really almost too much.
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