Who would have thought that 4-metre-high ceilings were high enough to make a resonably sized light seem rather small? It surprised me no end. There I was thinking this latest acquisition would drop too far down… It’s a little worn in places perhaps, with a crack or two in the bowls – it’s been around a little while, though it’s no-where near as old as its roomates.
I haven’t paid much attention to lights until lately – and now that I’m in the market for a chandelier (csillár) or two, I’m amazed at how many there are and how fine the line is between taste and tat. Some of them look amazing in the distance and not so wonderful up close. Mind you, the tallest person I know would have a hard time getting up close and personal with this light!
One lovely thing about this city is that you can stumble on an Aladdin’s cave every day of the week. There are so many nooks and corners selling everything from the ridiculous to the sublime. And, like the Zebras’ survival mechanism (pack up close so the lions can’t tell one of us from the other), some of the larger lighting emporiums are just too much! It’s impossible to pick. That’s why the smaller shops or those that only have a few lights are the best bet.
The BAV on Margit Korut in Buda is one such place. It is on the verge of ‘too much’ yet has just the right amount to whet your appetite without dulling your senses. To really appreciate the aesthetics, you need to see a light on its own. Just it, the ceiling and the room it will inhabit. What can look so right in the shop (I have three of these failures) can morph into something hideous on the journey home. I was lucky with this one.
What I like about it is the quirkiness (and the price helped a lot, too – a markdown from 45000 ft to 30000 ft ($130, €100, £90)). The hanging baubles are just the right side of naff and hopefully will catch the sun during the day. It was the organgey-green vein-like pattern that swung it for me, though. Perhaps there’s something for the shrink to analyze there!