(You can see how much time I've spent recently in the Blogosphere since the weather is so beastly cold and I've been pretty much winterbound.)
Robert and I both work at home.
This is his very old chair and a painting in progress.
"When oft upon my couch I lie in vacant or in pensive mood/they flash upon my inward eye which is the bliss of solitude...."
Wordsworth had it pretty much right. Quite a lot of lying on couches required when trying to be creative.