Friday, November 30, 2018

The Micro-lamp

I ordered a purportedly eighteenth century stoneware jar to replace a similar vessel that had been a favorite casual vase. The new piece let water seep through-it was probably a snuff jar-but I was reluctant to let it go, because its well-honed practical form is irresistible. It sat around for a couple of years until a moment of folly suggested I take it to the Wallingford lamp specialist and have it wired. It was pure indulgence to commission a miniature cone shaped clip-on shade for its night light bulb. 


I am delighted with the result. Nothing says Seventies living room leisure like that kind of reading lamp. I now have a one-fifth scale version that doesn't eat the room the way the original would do -30-

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