Seat to the concrete

“Take a load off, even if you have to scoff, because the seat below, is too hard on to doze off” Gun Roswell

Seat to the Concrete 

Painted in bright inviting colours, those seats, built onto the concrete floors, outdoors no less, and I must confess, it all looks really good, but sitting on that, well, guess there is doubt whether one should, as comfortable it is not, but if it is only a short stop, so, perhaps it will all work, as not all seats need to be as soft, because the lay over is only for a while, before continuing moving along, the trip, not even the long.

Blue seats for a Blue Sunday

Crete, Greece

“The blues can continue all through the week, and so, when we seek solace, it can be found inside the blues, so take a load of, on a seat so blue and let the blues wash over you“ Gun Roswell

Blue seats for a Blue Sunday

The Sunday is once again upon us, the working week, finally done, feeling like a bunched up sponge with all the energy having been sucked out, like the wraith had had their fun and now, forgotten all the supposed puns about that, but I digress and so, the idea of getting a respite even if feeling the Sunday blues, as per usual, because it is the end of a short era, a week now done and done with, even if it may not have been the most fun I had with, but today on this Sunday, I am able to have a respite and dwell inside the blues, sit on my seat I did eventually choose and now surrounded by the whole electric feel of the blues, skies, seas and my seat, for this day, are a perfect cheat for the mind wondering, before Monday rears its head once again and a new era of a week will begin.

Seated in a lobby setting

“No matter the day of the week, the optimal seating is a request never to be objected on, even if it might just be, Monday!“ Gun Roswell

Seated in a lobby setting

The day could easily be a Sunday, but any other day will do as long as there is a comfortable seat near by, well that is all a reason needed for any kind of a wide smile. So, whenever break times beckons, the coffee pot ready for the taking, the seats at the window or wherever is the best spot awaiting, then there is noting else to do except to take a seat, after all, admitting defeat in front of a good kind of respite, is no defeat at all, 

After all, a soft bench, a chair or a large size sofa, no matter where, it might lay, a home, a friends house or even the office, the setting most perfect, to take a load off as even the shortest of days, needs a place where to rest, a minuter or few, even an hour if the lure, is strong, and there is nothing really wrong, in wanting to just sit. And if it is a good fit, then why not stay the day, even if it is a working day, as after all, sometimes, we all need to take a load off.

Seated like a true Queen

“The seat fit for a queen, well, a peasant queen anyway, as it is looking rather plain and small and well, lacking all the bling, still I would sit on it, at least for a bit“ Gun Roswell

Seated like a true Queen

The very ancient design, the soft red velvet, all the hand crafted material, it is all there in the matrix of it, the seat once made, the most gorgeous one ever seen, and so, most certainly, fit for a queen. But, if you want to take a seat on this respite made for royalty, there is one penalty set, before you can take a load off on the soft core, and that is, that you can never reveal, how you found this piece of art work in the first place, as it is the one thing, which never in one place, for a very long time. So, take some time when sitting down and feel the soothing surface of the cushion, made out of the finest materials, because this specific piece as not made for serials, as only the one exists, and it cannot be found on any of the shopping lists. It is as unique, as the one whom on it will sit, a seat only fitted for a true queen.

Spot the seat in the midst of the scene 

“The seats are very well hidden, in this archaic train station of a prop setting” Gun Roswell 

Spot the seat in the midst of the scene 

The colourful set up like a carefully made painting done with so many abstract strokes, but it is certainly no joke, as the scene now visible for all to see, was done with much love and total care, and not just for some random fair, but as the very piece of resistance to the museum of rails, something which so never fails, especially for all those enthusiasts, whom are so utterly in love with trains.

So, not only is this a picture perfect scene with some old school trains, neatly refurbished to be preserved for the future, but in the middle of it all, if you can spot it, is a small seating area serving as the respite for the weary museum goer, set up in the perfect colours all in pastels, doubling as a small cafe in the midst of all the old and cool stuff, which the visitors cannot get enough off and so, taking a seat in the middle of it all, well, it can make the time stall, taking you back to the simpler times, when traveling in style and class, on the steam engine driven non too fast trains.

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

“Seated in the comfort of the office lounge chairs, not your usual way of a working day at all!” Gun Roswell

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

Made out of velvety faux leather, with the softest of cushion to tether the dark and large chairs to those who dare in them to be seated, especially on the days, when one feels somewhat defeated, of maybe a task gone awry or otherwise not so fine. It is also quite unusual to find these types of homey settings in a working environment, as the creature comforts, are hardly considered that efficient. But, here they are and you don’t have to walk far, from the cubicles and conference rooms, with all the talking and zooms, after all, sometimes, a break is needed, and the coffee area is not as sufficient. So, do dare and take a load off, be seated and never mind the stares of those around you, rather make them see, that this a good thing, and having a break every now and again, is certainly no sin. We all need our rest, to be able to achieve our very best, and if these comfortable big chairs, which seem to come in pairs, are there for the taking, then why the heck not utilise them, when you are aching.

The seat in the cafe outside

“The seat in the cafe outside in the sunshine is begging just to be sat down on” Gun Roswell

The seat in the cafe outside

The sun shining, at least for a while, as the rain season, is now. The side street cafes are finally open again, after a while of slumber, now broken. The people coming out, from the darkened rooms, smiling again, as the rain, has past and even if the shining sun is not there to last, they will survive the coming darkness, with this small piece of light. Some of them heading for the cafes, making their picks randomly, without a rush or hesitation, walking slowly out of pleasure of just being outside, in the open wide. 

The smallest cafe of them all, with only a few stalls, a table here and there, with a chair of two, and almost hidden from the main view. But those who dare to wonder, a tad longer, will find the most inviting seats of them all, in this small house of coffee, or tea or whatever else the pleasure might just be. The point not being the beverage or the name of the place, rather that in this small house, the patrons, can a few more moments than usual stay, without rush and hurry, but simply in the moment gently sway and then when it’s time to go, that too will happen quite slow.

Small Seats for Sundays

“A respite, on a sunny Sunday day, cannot lead anyone, astray” Gun Roswell

Small Seats for Sundays

Under a decorated window, a fire engine red coloured setup lies
Completely surrounded by flower pots, with various sorts, all of them bright
The comfortable and all so cozy extension of the house painted all white
Inviting all, friend, neighbour and even stranger, to sit, just, for a bit
As on this sunny day of a Sunday, after walking, you really needed, a respite

Two soft looking seats, awaited, in the bar, so modern and totally sleek
It did not take too long, for us tired and thirsty tourists, to sink into them deep
Not wanting to move a muscle, only trying to avoid all that hustle and bustle
Even a wave of the hand seemed a chore, but not wanting to be a total bore
A whistle to the server and soon enough, to sets of drinks were brought to this respite
So totally cool and calm, but mostly, for us, the perfect and best fit

The beckoning, of the bluest of the Mediterranean seas, on this sunny day
Lead the weary tourist, now looking for that perfect respite towards the bay
Where the perfectly made table and two chairs awaited to be seated on
The odours, the smells, of lunch time menus, so inviting and totally strong
It would have been utterly disrespectful and yes, completely wrong
To steer somewhere else and not to take advantage of this risen opportunity
Where taking a load off your feet, combined, with something great, to eat

Red seat in the middle of nowhere much?

“A red seat? In the middle of the field? What in the world is going on in there?” Gun Roswell 

Red seat in the middle of nowhere much?

The red colour immediately spotted, like a big bold dot it was, setup in the middle of the green grass, against the solid and a totally dull painted wall, guess, someone thought it would be a blast, and the joke would sometime at least last.

But, getting past that single fact that it might have started as a prank, and then really thinking about the possibility of having a cool coloured respite in the middle of such ugly shit, well, that might just turn out to be the much needed hit!

So, try it out, and if you feel it’s perfect for your derrière, the fit, the colour, the comfort, even the ambiance, then do give out a shout, as others might enjoy this perfect seat out here in the middle of the field, set against the old wall, which will never down fall.

Because the red spot out there in the middle of nowhere much, can so totally be seen from far away, even from space and hey, that is the best advertisement for to pay.

A Dreamers Dream Sunday

“When dreaming, always dream big, unless, you have small dreams” Gun Roswell

A Dreamers Dream Sunday

The coolest of blues hit me, with the blues As I sat in the seat, carefully chosen, by the coolest seas Watching the skies, expanding in my very eyes And then, what the hell do I spy? An aeroplane, in mid air, in flight Yeah, right!

It was supposed to be my special dream From this dreaded place, for once at least to flee But now, here I sit and watch, as others, obviously, have taken my spot On that flying machine, up there, for all to see And, where am I? Well, down here, on this pretended life of a scene

But as I sit here, in my own fear And the air vehicle, slowly into the skies disappear I start to deep into my own thoughts sink, maybe even think That this place, where I seem to always so long stay Maybe, it’s not so bad, even if I am feeling sad It’s an OK one, sometimes even fun So, maybe, this is the dream after all I just have to adjust and then, dream small!