Long before Clint Eastwood made the empty chair a household word with comical connotations, they have been catching my eye. In arrays, different states of repair and odd locations; empty chairs invite the imagination on a journey.
On a street in lower Manhattan, I especially like that the partners are separated.
A motley grouping outside a bar in the Nørrebro area of Copenhagen.
As the daughter of a pharmacist in the days of the corner drugstore, I find this
both familiar and nostalgic.
A variation on that theme...
This is just so inviting...
In the wood near my house?
A park in Queens
Breakfast on a porch in Bar Harbor Maine
Lunch at the Copenhagen Zoo
NYC Public Library
A porch in a Montana ghost town.
Thrift store in the Vesterbro area of Copenhagen.