Treasured: Archer in Hollywood Book Lamp

Archer in Hollywood lamp via typewriterboneyard

A lovely reader named Rachel sent me a link to this lamp last week. "When I saw this lamp I knew I had to pass it on..." she said and I promptly bought it for Archer without hesitation. It felt like it was made for him. Like kismet in the form of handmade goods.

I started chatting with the artist and found that he lived around the corner from my parents' house so instead of him shipping the product to me, my mother met him last Saturday at the local Anthropologie with the lamp. He was lovely, she said and he emailed me promptly after their meeting to thank me for my purchase and tell me how rad and supportive my mother was. How nice it was to meet her. Philip sent me a link to his wife's etsy shop and blog and suddenly I felt like I knew him, his family, like they were people I wanted to invite over for tea. Friends of mine I had known for ages. The lamp suddenly became even more wonderful. It had a birth story, a family history.

And then I thought about my mother blindly meeting a young man who I purchased a lamp from whose link was sent to me by a woman I've never met, a lovely blog reader who stumbled upon the lamp and thought of me. Of Archer. How we're all wandering in and out of town, colliding with one another, sharing and creating and being reminded of all the creatures we wander with and bump into and pass into present. How perfectly normal and everyday it is for a young man to see a lamp in an old book and make it so, and then, four exchanges later it's happily resting on the shelf of the boy it accidentally describes.

I love when that happens.

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Thank you, dear Rachel for the tip on this piece. And for those equally as excited about Philip's book lamps, here are a couple still available for purchase (Philip is constantly creating so be sure to check in on his shop over the weeks and months.) :

"Masham's stack" available, here

"tree of language" available, here.

And a massive thanks to all of you for constantly tipping me off to beautiful things. The Web is an infinite gift exchange and I'm grateful to be a guest at the party.

GGC