Postal System as Medium
BETH Jacobs marvels at her mail.
With good reason. She's never sure what might turn up. It could be a pink plastic toy brain or a Pringles can. A glow-in-the-dark alien or a wooden-handled purse. An egg carton or a squishy Halloween-decoration pumpkin head. A license plate or a pizza box.
She's found all of them in her West University Place mailbox at some point, with canceled stamps and clearly printed mailing labels.
But none arrived in a box.
For mail artists, the medium is the postal system. One thing they all have in common? Naked white envelopes make their skin crawl.
Jacobs and her correspondents surprise each other with offbeat mail.