So I open my parcel, in some trepidation. I am very excited. It’s come all that way!
What’s it going to be? It’s Priority Mail, very well wrapped and I can’t get in.
There’s a letter to the artist, which I decide to read later. More packaging, then I carefully lift out the inner package, wrapped in a plastic bag.
I can see it’s metal, not ceramic as I expected.
It’s cutlery. It is broken and corroded, with pretty colours and shapes.
