I have been staring at this poor chair down in my landlord's garden for nine months now. I have seen it sit in this one spot through lawn-cuttings, fall leaves and heaps of snow. My landlords are a Swiss-German and a Ukraine. They have very, very limited English. My French is fine when ordering dinner and wine but not so great when trying to finagle a chair from a garden. Question(s). Do you think they know that their abandoned garden chair is fabulous? Should I steal it when we get transferred back to the States in 3 years? Soliciting creative responses.
You should definitely steal it.
Then, once you're back in the states, you should bring it with you on all vacation trips.
You should then photograph the lonely Bertoia chair in front of major tourist sites such as the Grand Canyon, La Brea Tar Pits, Grauman's Chinese Theatre, Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero, wherever. Mail the photographs to the previous owners, over the course of a decade or two.
It'll drive them crazy, and it'll teach them a valuable lesson about the proper stewardship of iconic American chairs.
Well, gang
we have 3 years to ponder this question. What to leave in place of the appropriated Bertoia?
I'm thinking something in the Mahogany Association line of Grandma's discards. Brent? What do you think?
Or, perhaps, a nice Di Frutta-inspired aluminum lawn chair with plastic webbing in a faux leopard print.
The possibilities are endless. However, rest assured, this Bertoia will be liberated from its' cruel environment. After all, it was only 18 degrees Fahrenheit today. It's just sad on so many levels.
I used to concern myself with...
I used to concern myself with these kind of finds. Now I just enjoy watching them in their natural habitat. It's odd to see them being regarded as just another chair. See if you can do it. You'll find yourself enjoying its awkward presence.
I have been watching a Mr. Chair in my brother's landlord's back yard of junk of over a year now ... through rain and shine. I also worked in a place with over 300 eames shells ... many of which ended up outside as smoker's chairs.There were so many that there would be herds of them on top of each other shoved in vacant office corners. Your particular situation reminds me of that old Pierre Paulin ad with a brightly hued tongue chair sitting on an old house's front porch, with a bearded redneck in overalls playing the banjo on the steps.
The bet one I've seen is a pair of vintage barcelona's sitting on the front porch in the hood of my hometown. After some investigation, I learned that the user with a morbidly obese African American lady without legs. She used them pushed together so she could lay down on them and wave at traffic. As much as I wanted them, I really appreciated how they were being used. You just can't make that shit up.
Perhaps I need to mention
that my landlord is an ex-Supreme Court Justice of Switzerland who was the first ever in the history of the country to be asked to resign his life-appointed post because he SPIT on a German journalist who pissed him off?
Sorry, forgot to mention that. That's why I'm a little scared to steal the man's chair.
I really don't want to be spat upon.
I really enjoy WHC...
I really enjoy WHC kidnapping approach...but it takes the right person to take this kind of humor.
You could look at it this way. You have a wonderful collection in your home, and looking outside, the Bertoia is an continuation of this. I would leave it be, there's plenty in existence.
Instead, maybe you could get them another one?
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