I bought this book more or less by chance but since then have shown it to friends and students and bought it several times for gifts. It's a delightful little book, a perfect gem of its kind. There's beauty: lots of surprisingly lovely compositions (numbers 9 and 23 are among my favorites, but there are many others.) There's pathos. (As Keaggy playfully writes in the book's single page of text, "These are the forsaken chairs, left for dead...they saved us from having to sit on the floor! And how do we repay them? With a grunt, a curse, and a heave-ho to the street.") There's humor, provided mostly by Keaggy's ironic captions. There's story, hidden in and around the chairs. Above all, maybe, there's an awful lot of human life, even though no humans are actually pictured. Our inventive designs, our everyday routines, our cities, our styles, our impatience with things old or worn: our human nature and our culture are all here in microcosm. Highly recommended, both for your own pleasure and for gifts for interestingly quirky friends.