This room looks a bit elegant for a monastery parlor, do you think?
The truth is that the first monastery parlor I ever entered was not unlike this scene. Remove the chandelier, dial the opulence down half a notch, and we're left with a room that's amazingly similar to the one I was ushered into when I was seventeen.
I was then a prospective boarding school student at an Academy run by semi-cloistered nuns. The students' classrooms and dorms were not so elegant, and the Sisters' cloister (as I would see years later) was really quite plain. But visitors were treated to an elegant welcome in velvet-draperied parlors.
It is now many years later, and I, for one, look upon this room with a touch of nostalgia. I also find its painted chairs appealing. They look just right for a few minutes of online visiting.
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