蕨葉吊燈

The hand-blown glass globe has such a lovely, delicate weight to it, and the way the furling arm holds it against the wall feels almost alive. I catch myself watching the light shift through it every evening.

The balance on this thing is wild—the furled arm holds the glass globe so steady against the ceiling that it feels like it’s floating mid-sprout. The hand-blown glass catches the light in a way that shifts throughout the day, which is exactly the kind of quiet detail I was hoping for.

The hand-blown glass globe catches the light beautifully, and the way the arm curls around it makes the whole piece feel alive. It took me a minute to get the wall balance right, but once it was up, it became the first thing guests comment on.