Forget about bombs implanted under the skin of would be terrorists, Dean has adhered tracking devices to his mail art. I wonder if he's listening in to our dinner conversations at the bothy… Once thing is for sure, the conversation wouldn't be as entertaining as Kenzo stripping off for the over-fishing cause! and if you looked down on the crowd, eating in the field, or squashed around the table, I doubt you'd see the infectious laugh that Dean has shared. We all need lessons in how to enjoy squeezing a scaly fish, I'm sure!
Maritime mail art certainly needs some fish and chips on the menu! And a game of mr potato head would be a great interval!
Thank you Dean! In a few days I will hand carry this and all the rest of the maritme Mail Art from London to Detroit and then onto Cranberry Island in preparation for the first exhibition!
