My brother, John, had given me four metal kitchen chairs that were riding that ridge called "Too Far Gone." They were rusty. The caps on the legs needed to be replaced. And the seats needed to be totally refurbished. The sanding alone was enough to give me pause, but sitting on one convinced me they did not deserve the work it would take to restore them. They sat low to the ground and for someone who is 5'2" that is a rare comment.
However, I did salvage the backs minus the frame that surrounded these curlicues. I sawed off the little pegs that held them to the frame and with a sigh of relief, discarded the rest of the chair.
Now just might be the time to pull one of these into use.
Because of the bookcases this room is very vertical, and with all the "stuff" on the shelves, it is a little tricky keeping this wall in proportion especially with the very low chairs. With all the shapes, colors, and proportions in this room I found it challenging to accessorize. But I also wanted to stick to the quirkiness of my style. Not for everyone, I know, but it works for me.