What Do Chairs And Art Mean To Me

This blog is for people who like chairs and like art.

I like art and I did a three-year course in upholstery because I like chairs. I've noticed that chairs have inspired artists through the ages. If chairs can become art, can chair-makers become artists?

This blog documents my journey through the spaghetti junction that is the interface between art and chairs. Where will it take me? To a gallery, the workshop, my computer, the madhouse? I welcome your company. And comments.

Wednesday, 17 November 2010

Is this a Banksy?

Spotted in Soho last week, two boiler-suited workers apparently taking time out from their potentially high-risk labours to enjoy a playful break on a makeshift seesaw. Whether a seesaw counts as a chair or not I don't know, but this eerie installation on the corner of Berwick Street and Meard Street certainly had the enduring resonance of art. A Banksy? All the Banksy motifs are there: the gas masks, the poison symbols, the boiler suits ... For my money it's the real deal and Banksy at his best, in the streets, guerilla-style. Not on the walls of wealthy owners.
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