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Trappings of Domesticity traces our yearning for security and its elusiveness. Here it is the chair who sits for its portrait, unselfconscious, shy or bold before us.
Haven. Our armchair is our warm retreat, a domestic haven to which we retire to rest, reflect, sit with our selves. Its arms embrace us, its seat takes the shape of our own: We know it & it knows us.
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