1993. Life was good. I had time on my hands so I bought some sycamore locally and made this chair. After I built and carved it I scorched it with a blowlamp, rubbed it down, stained it, sealed it with shellac and gave it seven or eight coats of wax.
I love old furniture, really old furniture. The basic design is loosely based on English oak chairs from around 1600 although the girl's face and kingfishers went a bit art nouveau-ish.
It's very heavy and very comfortable and looks totally out of place in the small, modern house we rent these days.
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