Most of us sit in them every day. A chair is not, in itself, such a wonderful thing. We invest chairs with meanings of many kinds other than their specific purpose. I started thinking about chairs last week when Penny said she might buy a new one. I looked at the chairs we use and how we use them. What makes them special?
These chairs were in my Dad's home and I inherited them. My step-mother had had them reupholstered (I love the fabric) and she had an extra cushion put in to build up the seat height. I fell in love with them when I stayed with them for a couple of weeks. I discovered that being higher above the arms made them ideal knitting chairs. If you look closely, you can see that they are slightly different in size. I think one chair is meant for the gentleman of the house and one for the lady.
This is known as Grand-dad's chair. It was always in Anne's grandparent's house. It has been reupholstered but the wood is lovely to touch and the shape is good to look at. It's also very comfy. The side chair next to it came from an old Ontario farm. Only the teddy bear can sit on it because the catgut seat is too fragile for anything heavier.
And this is probably my most used chair. The center of my communication and work universe.
But when I read, oh, then I would like to have a chaise longue so I could put my feet up and be stylish as well as comfy. No picture - I don't have one.
What's your favorite chair? And why?
1 comment:
I probably spend most time in the desk chair (like you) and second most at the stools at the kitchen island where I read the paper and eat. Chairs do have such character. A friend of mine has done a wonderful series of watercolours of chairs--almost like caricatures showing their different personalities. I love your ABCs.
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