Life is Good
When we were furnishing our new townhouse last year I tried to stay out of the decision making process, especially in regard to furniture styles. I emphasized the word tried in that last sentence because I didn’t do so well at meeting my goal at times. But in regards to the selection of this red chair, I must say I had nothing to do with it.
When the Fashion Queen just showed up with the chair one day I thought well, o.k., if that’s what she wants I guess I can learn to live with it. And boy did I. It was not long before I began to catch myself staring at the chair every time I happened to see it bathed in the winter sunlight. It is very striking and inviting and I often find myself sitting there to read for an hour in the afternoon when I am supposed to be off in my studio doing more constructive stuff. I can pass it up on a cloudy day, but when the sun is out, it’s very hard to resist it’s siren call.
Like a good photograph I guess there’s something about the combination of of color, shape and sunlight in that spot that combine to make it take on a feeling not describable just by the sum of it’s parts. In fact I would go so far as to say that (in person anyway) this little scene in the corner of our living room is enough to instill a sense of peace of mind and a feeling that all is, well, groovy. And it’s not just me I don’t think. One day having beat me to it, the Fashion Queen had taken the coveted spot in the sun with her own book. After reading for a while, she looked up at me across the room and said simply “life is good.” Indeed.