This hideaway follows the intention of the owner to build a new house, old. With a farmhouse feel, a safari look, a well-travelled tale and a family’s soul. What I admire most about The Copper House is the discreet gesture that the great, great grandfather made, with his prized possessions, quickly becoming the undercurrent of the foundation in this home. One day, when the oaks are soaring and the olives are giving fruit, the owner’s great, great grandchildren will be taking shade beneath. One man’s chest of drawers is another man’s home.
