desktop © kjm
My dad used to bring home unwanted furniture - wooden chairs and metal desks - from his office when we were kids. I didn't think much of it then, but they were 50's and 60's era pieces, so I came to appreciate their design. One chair even has "save for Jim" still scrawled on the bottom. As a result, I currently sit at the same desk I didn't study at 25 years ago: a green, metal Globe-Wernicke. I have an appreciation for objects (maybe especially a desk) that have had different homes and owners in their lifetimes.
This weekend, I did some deep cleaning, removing mountains of papers from it's surfaces. I'm not sure what the material of the desktop actually is, but it's hard to clean and has a memory to it's soft surface. This is just one particularly ugly and beautiful corner.
[within reach is a series of photographs examining the environment of home in detail]