In the Main Street of Maitland, under the eye of old Table Mountain, hidden is a shop of old and new. A Man of few words, a master of his art. Travelling from far and near to light up old mansions while history unfolds itself.

Like a treasure hunter he finds them, old warehouses, storerooms, who knows where! With the hand of an expert, he dusts them off with a twinkle in his eye.

With white gloves on he sits behind his workstation with a lamp in hand. With care and love, he buffs away the layers of time to reveal the hidden beauty. It’s a love affair, lonely but intimate until the light shines again reflecting in the eyes of the Chandelier King.

In Swellendam, Swellengrebel arranges a ball for his lovely wife. Friends from afar, how could we know. Lord Charles and Lord Milner, Lady Smith to Lady Grey. Glamour and art, if only these lamps could talk.