



Ceci n’est pas une cerise
Of course it once was cherry wood. Coming from a large tree in Drenthe. Then it was cut down and forgotten. Large logs underneath blackberry bush. After many years the wood was found, chopped, sawn and polished. Now a design object. Displayed in cyberspace. If you like it, it will be cherry wood again. Not just a few likes. Thousands of them. Millions.