This reminds me of an advertisement that showed a broken park bench and underneath was written “catastrophe has no size limitations” which made me laugh and seem kind of profound all at the same time.
It looks like the wallflower of the backyard barbeque. No one will have anything to do with it until they’re too drunk to care. And at that point, they should probably go home.
Did one of my tapas eating, cervaza swilling, obese Spanish ghosts try to sit in that chair? Only you could make a broken lawn chair so damn interesting. There is definitely a whole story there…
It didn’t hit me at first and then as I looked it and became “contemplative” I noticed that this is a great photograph. The tones are AWESOME! Set this one aside for future showings!
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It’s extraordinary how much character broken stuff acquires – this chair looks like it’s been in a fight and I want to see the other chair.
Haha, that’s funny Lulu. “You should see the other guy,” would be a great post title.
okay, back that ass up……
Too rich, maybe include that beeping sound as well. Thanks Jill.
This reminds me of an advertisement that showed a broken park bench and underneath was written “catastrophe has no size limitations” which made me laugh and seem kind of profound all at the same time.
I love it, thanks for popping by linlah.
Beautiful, Mr Jelly! I have a thing for chairs. And gorgeous black and white. (p.s. I have an appointment with Bluetooth Dude tomorrow morning.)
Thanks…finally!!!
Oh! Now I see green! Whatever you did to this shot, I like it very much.
A little de-saturation.
It looks like the wallflower of the backyard barbeque. No one will have anything to do with it until they’re too drunk to care. And at that point, they should probably go home.
Your accuracy is uncanny CLT…its down right scary.
Oh lordy . . . whatever happened to that cool little chair, I just hope it was empty at the time. Great food for thought, as always, FJ!
Thanks Dan, I am not even sure what happened.
Very nice.
Thank you Marla.
Great shot, FJ.
For some reason it reminds me of the other night. I couldn’t sleep, so I turned on the TV and ended up watching the last hour of Shallow Hal…
Haha, see that makes perfect sense. Hope all is going peachy B.
Alright, now who sat in this chair? lol. Pretty cool looking I must say, and I love the green in the shot.
Haha, that’s funny, I didn’t really notice that!! Thanks for stopping by, hope to see you again. Love your blog btw.
“Pull up a seat?” Don’t mind if I do
You’re always welcome nursie.
Did one of my tapas eating, cervaza swilling, obese Spanish ghosts try to sit in that chair? Only you could make a broken lawn chair so damn interesting. There is definitely a whole story there…
Thanks amigo and you’re right, there always does seem to be a backstory…this is a good thing btw.
I trust that is not a puddle of piss in the centre?
Eewww, rain water Dave.
Unfortunately, it looks like a chair I’ve managed to sit my fat butt in.
It didn’t hit me at first and then as I looked it and became “contemplative” I noticed that this is a great photograph. The tones are AWESOME! Set this one aside for future showings!
Haha, you and your goatee. Thanks T
That chair is the perfect candidate for “Lawn Chair basketball”.
Haha, the chair was broke by a basketball.
That’s crazy-weird!