Sunday, March 28, 2010
The Campana's Masterpiece
This is the Vermelha Rope Armchair in red. It is created using 500 meters of cotton rope and the intention is to make it appear randomly looped, but there is a structural method to the madness. It sits on an epoxy powder coated steel frame and has aluminum feet.
The style was imagined by Brazilian brothers Fernando and Humberto Campana in 1993. Although neither one intended to design, Fernando decided to try it after obtaining his architectural degree, and Humberto -who already had a law degree- wanted to join him, and their careers took off in the 1980's. They believe in the importance of using 'poor' materials and transforming them into something fantastical and 'opulent'. They certainly have done so with this piece.
Pricey, but it's definitely a conversation starter!
It is a very cushy, yet supportive chair. I found a couple other designs of note and I can't wait to tell you all about them. Want to have a seat? One Twenty is accessible by taking the Ossington bus south from the subway station. Just ask the driver to let you off as close to the address as possible.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Antique French Bistro Chairs
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Neil Diamond and the Deaf Chair
This post will be neither a discussion of chair history nor specific chair design, nor even a chair sighting. Instead, we shall tackle the essence of the chair. The unbearable chairness of being, if you will. (Am I always this lame? Answer: Yes.) Take it away, Neil!
I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still
- Neil Diamond, “I Am… I Said”
I first came across the lyrics of Neil Diamond’s 1971 hit song “I Am… I Said” in humour writer Dave Barry’s Book of Bad Songs. “‘And no one heard at all / Not even the chair’ – not even the chair?!” I was reduced to giggles at the thought of the chair deliberately refusing to listen. Being an ignorant and incredulous child, it took my mother some persuading to convince me that a) Neil Diamond is not only a real singer, but a famous one and b) this song was a hit, and a critically acclaimed Grammy-nominated one at that. I was duly chastised.
Diamond sings about being torn between
Oh, cruel chair! Are you, too, deaf to my pain? The design of a chair typically fits a single individual – providing relief and support to even a stricken and solitary person. To have a chair shun you is truly rejection and loneliness. Diamond appeals to no specific incarnation of chairness, but rather, to the abstract chair, the Platonic chair, the chair that is the very essence of chairness.
Ontological profundities! Diamond is asking questions that probe the anlage of being. What is the nature of the self? What is the nature of the self when one asserts one’s own being? What is the nature of the self when one asserts one’s own being if the world and the quintessence of the chair turn their backs upon you?
And one final question:
If a Neil Diamond cries “I am” and no one hears him, not even the chair, does he still make a noise?
(Answer: Hey, I guess that’s why we have a song.)
Friday, March 19, 2010
A Lou Lou for Lou-Lou
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Chair-Spotting: Zadie Smith’s White Teeth

"It's very modern. It's so well designed you wouldn't want to breathe in it, no matter fart in it. There's these chairs, plastic but without legs, curved like an s; they seem to work by means of their own fold; and they fit together, about two hundred of them in ten rows; and they snake around you when you sit in them - soft yet supportive! Comfy! Modern!"
- Zadie Smith’s White Teeth
Greetings, chair connoisseurs and other appreciators of well-designed sundries! Does the description of this chair sound familiar? Oh, incidentally I am Christine and Becca has generously allowed me to guestblog.
Zadie Smith’s novel White Teeth is one of the bona fide critical and commercial successes published in the past decade; Smith explores several generations of families in
Have you figured out the name of the chair? Hint: the name of the chair is in the passage.
If you guessed Danish designer Vernor Panton’s iconic Stacking chair, otherwise known as the S chair, you would be correct!
This isn’t the S chair’s first appearance on this blog: in a previous edition of Chair-Spotting, Jody noted the ubiquity of Panton’s design at the Vancouver Olympics, and in a later post, Becca found the S chair in Design Within Reach (
I can’t help but wonder what other meanings Zadie Smith might be hinting at with Panton’s S chair. Are we to read the effortless autonomy of the chair’s design in contrast with the inextricably and painfully linked characters? Perhaps the mass manufacture of these chairs that are so easily stored and stacked belies the rich diversity of the characters and their complex and clashing ideologies.
On a more prosaic level, I muse over whether the S chairs at the FutureMouse reveal are the more expensive Classic S chairs with the lacquered surface, or the latest pure plastic S chair design that is cheaper and more easily produced.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Mini Chairs: Hand-Bent Wire Style
Here's one solo:
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saarinen and Jacobsen and Panton, Oh My!
There was a Womb Chair, which was created by Finnish designer Eero Saarinen in 1948 for Florence Knoll. She wanted a chair to 'curl up in' and he delivered.
What a catch! This store has a few other tricks up it's sleeve and I can't wait to tell you all about it. In the meantime, you can find them on 435 King Street West (at King and Spadina). Take any any King/Spadina streetcar right to their front door.
