This is my kindergarten chair from P.S. 93 in the Bronx, on Story Avenue off Bruckner Boulevard. The chair was heavy. It was oak and solid and shiny from years of five-year-olds wiggling around. My kindergarten chair was grounded. You could not push it over, and when I sat in it, my feet touch the ground. I fit the chair. I belonged.
Photo, Acrylic on Canvas
54 x 46"