Got this on set of an indie film. We shot on the property of 'a collector'. The guy's house and barn were filed with the most random, odd, rusted, bizarre items. It was a very unorganized shoot so I had a lot of time. Like a good little actor I stayed out of folk's way by wandering around the property with my camera. I felt like I was in a candy store.
'The collector' came around occasionally. Smoked cigarettes in an old cardigan & overalls. He reminded me of a young Elliot Gould.
...surreal.