Sunday, June 04, 2006
No: Not the Knoll Studio reproduction available at DWR.
THIS chair. Broken in and worn down after 50 years of seating the bums of students on the IIT campus. This chair with the leather scratched in the front, probably by some bonehead freshman who didn’t know WTF he was sitting in.
The chair that Mies put here and probably sat in himself, thinking his Miesian thoughts, surveying his creation.
God is in this detail.
But if the chair were mine it wouldn’t be here, in the Admissions Building, where it completes a rag tag set where it’s needed, wanted and belongs.
So instead I try to stop by when I’m in the neighborhood and just sit a bit. Wanting it. Savoring that rich, libidinous feeling of unrequited desire.
It'll never be mine.
But if it was, would it feel as good as it does right now?
Posted by suttonhoo at 7:38 AM