Light inside an open form

We shape aluminium wire by hand, then weave it around nothing but air until a sphere appears. It stays open. You see through it, and the light sees through it too. One small warm bulb sits at the centre, almost lost in the cage, and from there it reaches every strand. The wire catches the glow and carries it outward, so the whole sphere seems to burn quietly from within. Shadows fall loose and uneven across the table. That is the point.

Beneath it the structure is rough iron, left with the marks of the workshop: the grain of the weld, the uneven dark of the finish. We do not sand that away. Against it the wire keeps its natural aluminium colour, bright and cool, and the two metals age at different speeds, which we like. Every lamp is bent and woven one at a time, so no two spheres hold quite the same tension.

At table scale it asks for very little room and gives back a great deal of presence. A dimmer sits on the cord: turn it down and the sphere becomes a small moon beside your book, turn it up and the wires draw themselves on the wall behind. Form first. Then light.