Price: 24.72€

Desconto: 10%


ISBN:  978-972-8469-15-3

Dimensões: 2 cm × 22.5 cm × 22.5 cm

Peso: 800 g

Data:  2001


Número de Páginas:  138

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Texto de Apresentação: 

To paraphrase Gertrude Stein, a chair is a chair is a chair… and to paraphrase George Orwell, some chairs are more chair-like than others. No other piece of furniture is more redolent of the human body (although our pet animals – cats and dogs – are also fond of sitting on them). Beds, too, evoke people, but their horizontality brings a whiff of death. Chairs are for the living (although Norman Bates, in Hitchcock’s Psycho, installed his dead, mummified mother on a rocking chair). Chairs, like people, have arms and legs, even shoulders and a back. You move them around, as you do with people. An empty chair is not a mere object; it is also testifies to an absence. A chair, unoccupied, seems to be sad, which is why photographers have been so keen to capture tenantless chairs on film. A jilted lover like Jean Harris (murderer of Dr Tarnower, inventor of the Scarsdale diet) could say that she felt like an “empty chair”.

Jorge Calado
in The Glass Chair


Em língua inglesa.

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