Koro Armchair

Koro enters the room with the composed air of someone concealing a rather eccentric idea. The seat envelops in a generous, encompassing volume, sheltered by a backrest that curves the space like a small private architecture. Then the eye travels down and discovers the base: a suspended lattice, almost a cage, that lightens the whole and casts an unexpected shadow beneath. Commanding, certainly. But with the subtle pleasure of defying expectation.