Aside from these chairs being made from a warehouse of old chairs on which the elements watered and muddied repeatedly, this one also includes parts of a failed earlier sculpture. Doubly recycled.
Don’t know how I was able to do this. I really believed that mistakes carry their own aura, projecting their miserable selves. They are no good to anybody, anyway. Get them out of your sight. A former instructor advised getting old drawings out of your line of vision in the studio. It was not good enough to simply turn their faces to the wall. They could do you dirty and make you produce more failures.
A kid’s story I remember was how the answers to all uncorrectly worked math problems struggled to keep themselves in the equation and from jumping off the page. Mistakes struggle in the world.
When did the tide turn with this idea? I had a very difficult time during my textile career in recycling work which was not finished. I can only remember putting down one major embroidery piece and then picking it back up years later. It finished with a very unique composition and sold right away.
My husband walked into the studio when I was finishing that failed wooden sculpture. He said “Whoa!”, which is more than he normally says unless I ask for a critique. It was a shocking reaction. The piece looked interesting to me as I produced it, but when finished it was underwhelming and too predictable. It was never photographed.
Above on the right is part of that failure. Can you see the two chair armrests that have scribbling on them made with a Dremel tool? That part is lighter than the rest of the chair. I actually removed the armrests from my personal studio chair for this use. Such sacrifice!
The recycled part is to the left of this image. And below is another chair that made use of the rest of that failed sculpture.
This one is now on display at the SC State Museum in Columbia.