Showing posts with label wing chair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wing chair. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Chairs.

Obsessed with them!  I love chairs.  I've done several posts on the subject in the past.  A search in the little box over there will bring you to my treatise on wing chairs and a couple of others.  Just this morning while looking for a photo of a desk arrangement to share with an in absentia client, I stumbled on this masterpiece. 

It is labeled 'Refurbished Vintage Suzani' and promised to be available on Etsy but it was not there.  Not even as a Sold item.  I would have liked to see more of this craftsman's work.  Note that the fabric on the seat front is placed so the design suggests tacks.  How clever! 
 
While I rant about the painting of antique furniture and the misuse of terms like 'vintage' and 'patina' I'm perfectly happy to appreciate an adventurous spirit with chairs.  Wing chairs, in particular, offer so many possibilities for innovation. 
 
Not to miss a good opportunity, tarnish on silver IS NOT patina.  Nor is rust.  'Nuff said for now but I can feel it a bubblin'. 
 
Since the Suzani didn't appear on Etsy I looked at some of the other chairs for sale.  I liked this one too.
 
It is listed as "upcycled boho wing chair" if you want to look for it.  This chair makes me long for Colonial Homes.  Perhaps not familiar to many, Colonial Homes was a wonderful magazine published in the seventies.  I have kept a stack of them and there is nothing more pleasing than to snuggle up and browse through them on a wintry day.  We're going to have some of those days next week, I hear. 
 
I've said it often.  I love chairs.  I especially enjoyed considering these two.  The rooms are already taking shape around them...in my head.
 
If you're in my neck of the woods, pull out the woolies.  The wooly worms don't even have a stripe!!
 
~Sami

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Pull up a chair!

This time of  year I begin to think warm.  Not warm-ly which would seem to be grammatically correct in the sentence, but warm.  Warm, as in secure, comfortable and not cold.  The kind of warm that our forebears had in mind when they invented the wing chair.  I love 'em.  Perhaps proving, once again, that I am a traditionalist. 



Wing chairs, according to those who speculate on derivatives, were originally designed as fireside chairs.  One who sat enjoyed the warmth of the fire with back and sides protected from drafts in the unheated homes of the 17th century.  Those early ones did not have the comfort of upholstery and feathers that we appreciate today.  It is a principle of my design work that no wing chair gets anything but a feathered seat cushion. 

A settle.
The individual wing or wingback chair was created based on the design of the high backed settle which had the same principle but seated at least two people.  Settles and the first wing chairs were just wood since the design preceded upholstery.  I don't have a date on when upholstered furniture came to be but I've heard that it was about the time ladies began wearing fewer petticoats and demanded softer seats.  Historically, we know it existed in the 1700's because Betsy Ross was in the business.  She took over her husband's upholstery shop after his death.  Did you know that she was a Quaker and John Ross was an Episcopalian?  She was banished from Quakerhood.   A little more history tells that she probably did not make the first American flag.  Oh well.  She might have upholstered a wingback chair similar to this one since she was also known for her decorative needlework.

For many years it was en vogue to cover a wing chair in crewel work.   

It is amusing that the chair's side pieces were called by different names in different countries.  In England they were known as cheeks or lugs.  Hepplewhite called them saddle cheeks.  In France, they were known as ears.  Whatever one calls them, they are comfortable and warm if placed near the fire on a winter's day. 

I yearn to spend a late afternoon by the fire in this French beauty. 


Paint your own picture.  A fire, a book, a dog, a drink and perhaps a pleasant companion.  For myself, I might play a little Diana Krall.  I find her wonderfully soothing.  With or without.  Any or all.  What's your pleasure in your chair with wings?