The collector

While on our trip to France we drove past this place at least twenty times, and since it was right near our house it was always right at the beginning of an adventure or right at the end of a very long day. We finally made it there and I was thrilled to witness two lifetimes worth of collections of just about anything you could think of. Everything grouped together with their kind. Fireplace shovels, andirons, brass faucets, door knockers. Sadly the experience was ruined by the MOST incredibly rude person EVER! The collector himself.

images by mia widlake