First Chips

27,5 x 20 cm

When I look at an old piece of enamel ware, I know each chip or dent tells a story from someone's life.  Whether it be simple or more dramatic.
Roland bought two small pans at the Hannover Market, thinking they were exactly what I was looking for.  He was right.  I used them for a few years, and again the other day.  I washed one and was drying the lid, when I needed to do something else.  I set it all down on the counter.  A bit later I grabbed the towel and the lid went crashing to the hard tile floor. 
Roland came in from the terrace to see if everything was all right.  It was.  The lid just had two chips now.  As simple as that.