These are teeth from… I don’t actually know what it is. A sheep, maybe, I don’t think it’s a cow. I haven’t figured it out yet. I was on a bike trip in Europe not long ago, and I collected these with my boyfriend, Micah, and I would put these in a Museum of Compulsive Collectors. […] Because Spain is really dry, animals that were roadkill would just dry up and there were a lot of bones on the side of the road. We found cats, I think a rabbit, several dogs, and this. […] We already had so much [bones] that I was like, we really can’t take another skull. My boyfriend, Micah, said, “Well, we could just take the teeth…” And I said, “OK, that’s a good idea.” So we’re standing by the side of the road, with all of our bike gear, and Micah is slamming this skull with his foot so that he could break it apart so we could get the teeth out. […] This belongs in that special museum for those collectors that will stand by the side of the road smashing a skull apart.

This belongs in The Museum of Compulsive Collectors

Exhibited by Susan Golland

Transcript edited by Serena Washington