Every collector eventually faces the same gut-check moment. You stumble across a piece that looks… let’s call it, sultry in its age. And if you’ve ever read the descriptions from some of my favorite historical artifact dealers, you know they could moonlight as trashy romance novel authors. They wax poetic about patina in ways that could make your grandmother blush: “a satisfying deep, dark, chocolate, forest brown patina” or “an irresistible swirl of lustrous olive-gold toning that dances across the surface.”
Sounds like Fabio should be on the dust jacket, right? But flowery words aside, the question comes fast and hard: Leave it, or clean it?










