I’m not bragging but I used to be rather beautiful, with lovely legs, and people would always ask me to dance. But suddenly people didn’t take any notice of me any more. I was at a party in my 50s and was forced to dance with a chair because nobody wanted to dance with me.
I sit down in a chair, and I take off my two heavy little prosthetic legs and I crawl on my knees to the edge of the pool and I just jumped in, and I just instantly loved it.
Mum would hit us with anything. You’d see her looking for something to hit you with, and you’d think, please let it be something reasonably soft. She threw a chair at me once. It was like being in a western.
I remember watching an episode of ‘Seinfeld’ in which George can’t understand why security guards can’t sit down. He gets obsessed with it and eventually buys a chair for a security guard who sits down and goes to sleep. The shop gets robbed. That’s a brilliant extrapolation of what is essentially observational comedy.
Within comedy, macabre is the root, and a lot of art – Goya, Bosch, Dali – is macabre. Even Van Gogh, if he paints a chair, there’s an element of the macabre within it.
I had a press conference and I fell down on stage! Because I was in a skirt, dude. And there was this genius on stage and someone told me please sit and I went to sit and he pulled the chair off from under me! I did my whole thing, after that, I was really upset.
Having one foot in design and the other in sustainable and social projects, I hear this question quite often: ‘Why does the world need another chair?’ My answer is that the world needs another chair/bicycle/car or any new product for that matter, like the world needs another book.
It’s not about putting a speaker in a chair or putting a TV in a bed. That’s not how technology and the home intersect. For me, it’s about sensors, about the home knowing where you are.
In 1979, just after I became governor, I asked Hillary to chair a rural health committee to help expand health care to isolated farm and mountain areas. They recommended to do that partly by deploying trained nurse practitioners in places with no doctors to provide primary care they were trained to provide.
My teacher told my mum, ‘I think William has dyspraxia,’ and Mum asked what that meant. She said, ‘Well, if I put a chair in the middle of the room and asked every child in the class to walk around it, William would be the only child in the class to walk into it.’ Mum was like, ‘Yeah, that’s my boy’.
Failure’s a marker of success in its own right because you went out and tried something… If you really don’t want to fail, go find a comfortable chair and stay there. Just don’t go out and do anything.
I’m where I’m supposed to be. In that purple chair, by myself, yip yapping. I am. I didn’t fall into it, you know. I wanted to be a newscaster or a radio broadcaster since I was six years old. When I went to college, I majored in communications. When I touched a microphone, I fell in love.
In our house, my dad had a chair. It was a Barcalounger, big and comfortable. If we missed him or wanted comfort when he wasn’t home, we’d just climb into the chair and let it envelop us.
I play a little bit of everything. I beat on the walls. I whistle. I scream. I go outside and scream because it sounds cool when it’s recorded. I play drums on a chair. I snap, clap… just anything to build the track and make it feel like I want it to.
I quite like antiques. I like things that are old and the history they bring with them. I would rather fly to Morocco on an $800 ticket and buy a chair for $300 than spend $1,100 on one at Pottery Barn.
I am an expert of electricity. My father occupied the chair of applied electricity at the state prison.
I don’t sort of sit in a chair and pompously feel proud of myself about all the things we might have accomplished.
When my doctors said I would never walk, I didn’t believe them. I knew I wasn’t meant to spend my life in a chair.
I often have the feeling that acting is really not difficult, because all I do is I just listen. I just listen. I just listen to what there is. And if there’s nothing, then I listen to nothing. If there’s a chair, and it’s empty, I listen to an empty chair, and I will respond to it.
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