I came across a discarded metal salt shaker a number of years ago. Its form and ornamentation struck me. The tactility, weight and scale of the shaker left me with the impression that this object was made to feel like an extension of my hand. I later learned that this shaker was made in the late 1920s. It may seem like a strange thing to say, but I felt that in holding and looking at this salt shaker there was a certain kind of remote communication between the designer of this object and myself.