I like taking pictures of old chairs. What is it about old chairs? Forms, colors, worn out paint, older paint peeking out through chipped paint layers. What is it? Is it the physical aspects of the chairs, or is it that an old chair says to us,
“My job is to hold you up.
You look tired.
Can I help you relax for a moment?
You can be perfectly silent here. You can be angry or happy here. Just be here.
Would you like a drink or a bite to eat?
Let me share your burden for a bit?
I’ve done it for thousands of others and I can do it for you.
Many jokes and sad stories have been told right here.
I like old chairs.