Cork rotted, sediment flowed in, centuries passed and humans excavated and tested to learn that wine once filled the clay vessel. A chemist passed it to an engineer who passed it to a potter, embellished with information from a professor of international entrepreneurship. Finally, the mud and provenance as a photomosaic of the seafloor all assemble to travel with the mud now melted on a clay pot. What sailors on ships Tanit or Elissa would have could have guessed the material's current life? |