When I was a kid. a lot of my friends had lava lamps. At that time. I thought they were just the coolest item to own. My older sister had lava lamps in her apartment so I thought it was a really mature thing to have. I begged my parents for one. first for my birthday and then for Christmas. but I never got one. My mother was way too practical; the reason I could not have one was because there was no extra outlet in my room. I was willling to give up my regular lamp. but that idea didn't fly. Neither did the idea that we could put the lava lamps all over the house. My ill-informed mother thought they were ugly.
I had to live by my parents decision. but the appeal of a lava lamp was all consuming. I finally saved enough money of my own from babysitting and dragged a girlfriend to go shopping with me for one. I found a store with a lava lamp on a clearance rack and became the proud owner of one. I figured I could keep it in the closet and it would add an interesting glow to my room. but my mother would not know about it. Since I did not have another outlet. I had to drag an extension cord and plug it into another outlet. I was thrilled with excitement as I put the lava lamp in the closet. using the box it came in as a table. I turned it on. and it was one of the ugliest colors I have ever seen. Maybe that is why it was on the clearance rack? Still. watching the brownish orange blobs float around inside the glass was a thrill. Just them. I was called down to dinner. and while we were eating. wer heard a load crash and then the cat came flying downstairs with a strange looking tail. She was so scared she fled beneath the sofa and wouldn't come out. Of course. the crash was my precious lava lamp hitting the floor when the cat stepped through the extension cord. It didn't take long for my mother to figure out what the strange liquid on the floor of my bedroom was. A terse "Clean it up" said it all. Well. a lava lamp does not have lava in it. but it sure has some strange liquid in it. It was very greasy and smelly and every time I tried to pick up the blobs. they escaped through my fingers. Two hours later the result was passable. but I could not sleep in my room due to the putrid odor. I had to ?fess up to my mom. who said she was very dissapointed in me. Honestly. I was a good kid. and my mom had never said that to me before.
Today when I see a lava lamp I cannot understand what the appeal of that ugly thing was. especially since it caused me so much trouble and only led me to the sadness of my mom's disappointment.
Modern Contemporary Floor Lamps
In terms of interior design the 1960s and 1970s were not decades that particularly made a positive impact. There is however one 1960s piece of decorative kit that holds a special place in my heart. I am referring to the omnipresent lava lamps. Their viscous lumps of wax came in a variety of psychedelic colors. You could find them in purple, lime green, pink and yellow amongst other shades. Lava lamp would become my main focal point whenever there was one around.
Whenever I was in a room with one, my attention went to it automatically, as if I was hypnotized by the suspended, vibrantly colored. I found them to be a completely innocuous pleasure and rather relaxing, especially if combined with Indian music and the scent of burning incense.
People my age buy the lava lamps that are manufactured nowadays out of nostalgia while youngsters are attracted to their retro look. They may be considered tacky and ordinary today but I find them curiously soothing. Maybe it is because they were invented in more buoyant times.
They are still being made today, bought by my generation for reasons of nostalgia and by young people who love the retro look of them. I know they're trashy and unsubtle but there's something strangely comforting about them. Perhaps they represent a more optimistic age. I may even possibly purchase one though it would not really sit in well with the rest of my décor. I guess it could be a curio or period piece, depending on how tongue in cheek I'm being when justifying it to my surprised friends who buy all their home deco gear from Ikea. Maybe it is not such a great idea after all: I probably wouldn't get much work done if the trance-like state they used to put me in is anything to go by.
Nowadays you can also buy Plasma Lamps, but they are colder, soulless and far less personable than the good old lava lamp. My all-time favorite lava lamp color is purple as they make me think of Jimi Hendrix' Purple Haze. Maybe psychology students should look at the links between someone's favorite lava lamp color and their personality.
Craven Walker, the inventor of the lava lamp, chanced upon his discovery by accident and would not have had any idea as to his invention future cult status. Though lava lamps are harmless fun you should always read the manufacturers instructions: it proved a tragic mistake for a young man back in 2004. He was so eager for his lamp to come to temperature that he placed it on top of his stove to speed things up: the glass casing exploded and he was killed by a shard of heart that went straight through his heart. I have also heard of DIY lava lamps but this doesn't sound like a very safe thing to do at home!
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