I think we can all respond to a good piece of furniture – especially chairs.
At the very least a chair should make you smile.
It rains an awful lot in Devon; plainly that’s why it’s so outrageously green and muddy.
My workshop is an old, meat packing shed surrounded by outrageous greenery; cows, sheep, chickens and plenty of mud.
It has a tin roof, so even the softest passing shower is experienced from within as a tumultuous thunder storm.
I sometimes wonder if this constant meteorological drama has an effect on the furniture I make?
I’ve been an upholsterer for more than thirty years; first in London, now down in Devon. I did my training in the east end of London at what was then called The London College of Furniture; since when I have worked steadily in the trade for furniture restorers, antique dealers, fabric designers, interior designers and of course many, many private clients.
Now I spend my time listening to the weather and making furniture from my own designs and commissions.
When it stops raining I go running.