Tag: Brocante
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The Way They Were, the way they are.
These two are clearly a couple. Bound together by history, gravity, and matching frames that were once gilded and beautiful. Time has not been kind. Nor has moisture. They are barely hanging on. She is attempting dignity, but dignity has…
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Charming Glass Top Boxes Filled with Echantillons
The lady pauses at the counter to loosen her gloves, easing them off one finger at a time, and puts them in her small beaded bag. She whispers with her eyes to her child who stands close, eyes level with…
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When in France
France reveals itself in the small, everyday passages—pieces once used, once loved, still full of meaning. Step into France the way I love it most: through the objects that lived real lives. Touch, listen, imagine. A free museum of sorts.…
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Part Two of the Photo Shoot
That particular morning we loaded the car/ objects, textiles, bits of inspiration, and the friends who said yes to spending a day chasing light with me. We drove into the mountains to the place I had chosen, a clearing I…
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French Earthen Vessels
In the south of France, every kitchen had pottery, especially confit pots. The confit pot- glazed in sun-worn ochre, green or brown tucked in a corner near the hearth. The confit pot — humble, heavy, and needed— once held what was most…
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Moments to Share
There is something quietly meaningful about wandering through an antique market—sure the thrill of the hunt, but for the echo of lives lived long before us. For me, sharing these places with others is part about collecting objects, and it’s…