
In the past I’ve written what I call Chair Stories. These stories would include things like, what inspired me to build it, where I found the wood, who it was built for, the magical or serendipitous events pertaining to it and so on. When Josie and I started out on our Natures G.A.S. adventure, I had some specific ideas of how the journey would unfold. One of the intentions is to build and share chairs that I built along the way with others. The problem was, I just couldn’t find the inspiration to begin building them again. It’s been approximately three years since I’ve built my last chair. This chair I’ve recently built is dedicated to and inspired by a very special person by the name of Rob, our son’s best friend, whose life unexpectedly and tragically ended not long ago. This story is in honor of his huge heart, outdoor adventurous spirit and contagious smile. We love you Rob! Your spirit will remain within us forever.
I’ve been building a strange looking chair for over a decade now with the intention of becoming rich! What I’ve concluded is, I’ve been very rich and very lucky for a very long time. It began I believe, the winter of 78’, when I saw a young girl ski past me near Sleepy Hollow at Buck Hill, in Burnsville, MN by the name of Josie. Many years later, 2002 to be exact, I found myself skiing in the largest ski resort in the world, “The Three Valley’s” in France with Josie and a French chalet full of friends. It’s also where the idea to build a chair using downhill skis and poles came to me. Now I just cut down some dead trees, then assemble them with a specially designed chair kit. How it works is this. I travel to some of the most beautiful and natural places in the world, gather the adequate building materials, construct a chair, then share it with others. In the case of Robs chair, it was built by using a modified chair kit and sticks I found in various states we’ve recently traveled to include, Colorado, Washington, and Oregon. I’ve found the process of wandering the woods and forests alone in search of chair legs to be incredibly meditative. After carrying the sticks around with us for hundreds of miles and over a period of several weeks, I finally built a chair while camping near Las Vegas, NV. From there, I transported it back to Durango, CO. where the first two sticks where initially found. I then cached Rob’s Chair in a secret location with only a select number of people knowing where it is hidden. My intention is to continue this journey building, caching and teaching others how to build and Share-A-Chair. In my latest book, Natures G.A.S. Station, I share stories about people, places and things that I find inspiring as our G.A.S. journey unfolds. I’m not out to convert anyone regarding their religious or spiritual belief systems or lack thereof. I simply ask that you open your mind and heart and begin to experience the world as it is. A reflection of what you think, do and say.
