The light of Oz
“There’s no place like home.”
— The Wizard of Oz
I used to think this was just a line from a fairytale.
But growing up, I realized—it’s not nostalgia. It’s certainty.
Dorothy didn’t long for castles or wizards.
She just wanted the old wooden door, the kitchen table, the same chairs, and the soft voice calling her to dinner as the sky turned gold.
Our amber petal pendant lamp is built around that feeling.
We let go of the cold, industrial metal shade and chose a single piece of hand-blown amber glass, unfolding like a flower—softness hidden inside strength.
Sometimes, the things that stay with us aren't grand.
Just the glow on a tabletop as your mother slices fruit, muttering and smiling.
A warm, paper-thin light.
No design tricks.
But unforgettable.
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