My uncle is a talented wood-working hobbyist. He made a purpleheart wood lamp for us after my son Calvin was born. It has been in Calvin's room, and I think of my aunt and uncle whenever I see it. A few months ago, it was knocked off the desk and, as my uncle predicted should this sort of thing happen, the fall didn't phase the wood a bit. Purpleheart wood is dense and practically indestructible. The shade, though, was punctured. It's hard to tell in this photo (hello, cell phone shot), but there is an ugly hole in the shade that completely distracts from the beauty of the lamp... the hole was where my eye went every time I turned the lamp on.
I found a replacement shade while shopping in Homewood with a friend. I am decorating Calvin's room in sort of vintage + rustic + modern style (yo, isn't everyone decorating like that these days?). The shade nods towards all three of those criteria.
It looks like it is covered in a wide-woven burlap.
Can I just say... homemade gifts are my most favorite gifts, ever. The lamp will probably end up being an heirloom... it's with us for the long haul.