Echo’s Of Life : The Chair

I found this chair on the side of the road that looked like it was in a fire ,but it still looked like I could fix it. So I decided to pull over and try it out before I loaded it up in to my truck and when I sat down in the chain I could feel someone's pain right away. I felt so cold that I got goosebumps everywhere on my body and it was like I felt someone or something screaming into my soul. I got up so fast and just left that chair where it was. The echo's where so strong and I was forever changed by this feeling. There are places where silence is not empty but layered with whispers—echoes of those who came before us. These echoes remind us of loved ones we lost, the shadows of joy, pain, and tragedy carved into the land itself. A beach may hold the warmth of an embrace or the memory of violence. A ruined wall might carry laughter and sorrow in equal measure. Whether we know the stories or not, our bodies feel them. Our souls recognize them. These echoes of life tie us to both beauty and darkness, reminding us that existence is never one-sided. We live in their reverberations. "Is it just a chair or a echo of past pain that can't rest." AKA Chambo (2025) digital artwork