22 Dec 2007
by dylan
by dylan
If you ever find a torn apart, but otherwise dignified Wassily Chair on the street, don’t call Knoll or the leather worker you know in Greenpoint.
Instead, take another chair – in this case a steel seat from the same period, but fabricated initially for a decidedly less rarefied setting (a French motorcycle factory) – and place it inside the Wassily.
