Two Tiffany table lamps that my father acquired in the 1960's where sold at Sotheby's yesterday, their radiant beauty finding new homes in which to dazzle the eye. They did very well too, which makes me happy, since my mother's move to a cottage in an assisted-living facility will now be all the more comfortable.
I was a child when my father brought them home. Of the two on this page, my favorite has always been the Prism lamp. It sat on a small table in the entry hall, its hanging iridescent glass prisms glistening like dragonfly wings above a dark pool of blue-grey flagstones.
Photographs, Sotheby's New York City.