Most of the best work of Brennand is exposed in the garden. Clearly obsessed by erotic shapes, there's a touch of Dali in some of the "crazy" compositions.
The Taj Mahal is the central volume, and the fountains and walls frame it very well.
A large area of the factory is covered by all kind of shapes coming from Brennand's imagination. It's such a wide display, that you barely notice most of the pieces. And, a strange thing, they don't seem very interested about... selling. I only saw a small shop, with some banal pieces at medium price. Another missing point is a circuit to visit the working factory.
We may see the workers here and there, but a ban at the door tells us not to enter. Well, art is beautiful, but work is not unworthy.
An old factory of pottery was transformed by its owner's imagination in a personal museum.
The integration of the old buildings with the new forms and look was very well conceived, giving a constant sensation of tradition and modernity.