Sunday, December 9




I have a Ball Chair.

I kept on telling my boss 'I want a Ball Chair, I want a Ball Chair!'.

Some guy got a broken one (it had a small crack) from us, 'We can't have that! Return it at once for a full refund' I said. In hope. But he didn't.

Finally last week, my boss said 'We have a Ball Chair for you!'. 'Yay!' I danced with joy.

So I now have a Ball Chair.

"The Ball Chair - or Globe Chair as it's called sometimes - was designed by using one of the most simple geometric forms - the ball. Cutting of a part and fixing it at one point Eero Aarnio comes to a remarkable result - a completely unconventional shaped chair:

A Ball Chair is a "room within a room" with a cozy and calm athmosphere, protecting outside noises and giving a private space for relaxing or having a phonecall. Turning around its own axis on the base the view to the outer space is variable for the user and thus he is not completely excluded from world outside.

The Vitra Design Museum notes in his brochure on the Ball Chair miniature: "It is something between a piece of furniture and a piece of architecture and at the same time embodies both the mobile and the established, the fixed.""

It was a pain getting it in my room, but it's the best. Steve called it 'A new universe in comfort'. Pixie said it was 'the best thing to happen in your life'. Caroline wouldn't get out of it and I'm doing my work from inside the Ball Chair.

Ball Chair, Ball Chair, Ball Chair.

I covered the Ball Chair in colored post its, green, pink and blue. Now the Ball Chair looks furry or feathered. Like the ancient and all powerful Aztec God Quetzalcoatl.

I had to choose which music to play during the day in relation to the Ball Chair. I chose the retro psychedellia of Kula Shaker. All my decisions are now in regards to their harmony with my shiny new Ball Chair.


Ben is talking about the end of the world, but that's OK because I have a Ball Chair.



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