kashka wax going on a chair with African fabric From my childhood in Brussels, I remembered multicolored silhouettes walking the streets of Matonge, the African district of the city. The stalls were selling these fabulous fabrics with geometric designs that women adorned themselves like jewelry, which we felt that each pattern harbored a secret meaning which took the place of mood. When I decided to draw a chair, I wanted simple, clear, functional. Pine plywood with exposed layers and blotchy skin quickly