Can you tell what this is?
Bob and I went for a walk one day, back when I lived in an apartment in Kansas City. There, in someone’s trash at the curb, sat a chair. “Hmm, nice chair,” I said, “Help me carry it home, OK?” We were just a few blocks from my place, so we grabbed it and scuttled back. Bob always approved of found furniture, or any kind of found object. Too much so, as there are several things still in my basement that I think he must have acquired that way. But my chair worked out pretty well. I gave it a coat of paint, then bought a scrap of discontinued upholstery material and recovered the seat.
It was a bit dark for proper photographing today, so I took the chair to the porch for this official portrait–
I no longer acquire abandoned furniture. I have enough trouble downsizing the amount of stuff I already have without getting more. One other reason I didn’t photograph this chair in situ is that it’s in a room that’s my staging area for stuff I’m getting ready to donate. I’ve made several trips to Salvation Army and Goodwill lately, and even took my first trip to the dump.
I’ve never been to the dump before, and only went as a last resort when I’d accumulated a load of things I couldn’t donate. The amazing (and sad) thing about the dump is: I saw several useful things there that should have been donated, not abandoned, not taken to the landfill. There were some nice picture frames that, at another time of my life, I would have loaded up and taken home to refinish.
“When I look at old pieces I see what could be.” — Nate Berkus, Things That Matter
Do you have any rescued furniture in your house?
See more of the ‘Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned’ here.