while working at the museum, ive noticed that even the teabags the employees use are designed to hold and protect their contents in an efficient and aesthetic manner.

















sometimes we dont think about the things we hold, or their function.





























sometimes it just feels good to hold them.

















put them in another context however, and we cant help but think about them in the way we are used to thinking about them.
































if thats so, then who is really holding who?
















(photo credits by ronen goldstein)