No one knows how long that chair has sat there. Just out of reach of low tide, it’s tattered upholstery getting thinner by the season. But, the locals all say it’s Henry’s chair and he said not to touch it. And it’s on his slice of beach, so no one touches it. Trouble is, no one can remember who Henry is. 12" x 16” watercolor original, signed, on Arches cold pressed 140lb cotton paper.