“Nature is by and large to be found out of doors, a location where, it cannot be argued, there are never enough comfortable chairs.”
~ Fran Lebowitz
I didn’t realize until I was given this photo prompt just how many photographs of chairs I’ve taken. The angles and geometry of chairs are mesmerizing to me. Depending on where you find them, there has to be some wonderful stories just waiting to be told.
This one for instance… I was out driving around, looking for somewhere to go for my weekly photo hike and I passed an old, dilapidated building. The roof was gone, weeds were growing up through the surrounding driveway and through the floor inside. This rusty chair and other debris were wasting away outside.
What did this place used to be? It was in a very rural area where there were mainly farms. Was this at one time a busy, popular gas station or store. Was there some disaster like a fire or storm that destroyed it? Or did the business fall into disrepair as the local residents moved away, migrating to more urban areas? Why was this lone chair left behind when the building was abandoned? There is a story here sitting, waiting to be told.
From my Flickr archive (you’ll have to click on the link for #6 to see how chairs are involved):