Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder
At first glance one would question how it survived not being used for firewood or thrown in the trash.
I would guess this chair had a woven seat that had finally given way due to hard wear and someone had taken fencing wire ( not barbed wire) weaving it unevenly to form a seat. The top back slat has partially separated from the vertical construction of the back. I was surprised to see the notches formed to make a connection. The old faint blue color of paint is barely visible on portions of this chair.
I can't explain the fascination I felt for this one of a kind piece. Who purchased this chair? Was it a set? How many times was it passed down? Were the previous owners desperately poor or were they just people of the times when people made things last? If it could speak what stories would it tell?
No one will ever know the answers to any of these questions, but to me it reflects deep character and an unusual beauty.
Last but not least it has survived!!!!