I accompanied him on the subway all the way to the end station. His house was dark and gloomy and filled with old furniture and hand painted ceilings. He put on an old record and disappeared up to the second floor. I sat alone in the sofa nervously grasping my glass of wine. I had never been surrounded by so many beautiful and odd things.

IN THE WARDROBE

SHOES, BAGS AND PERFUMES

JEWERLY AND CURIOSA

ART

FURNITURE