The chairs on the porch started to have a conversation with the piece.
At night the retro reflective yarns, woven at the bottom of the textile reflected up, causing a hazy glow onto the porch.
The storms and rain cleared the paper from the steps, leaving some left over for the ants to enjoy.
The three legged chair ( 3 legs always a good idea) wanted attention. This chair is one that I will remember most from Hambidge House.
The chair is sometimes still and other times ready for a dance.
