The house
We make fanny packs.
Each one carries a painting, and every painting is made by a living person. We pay the artist properly and print their name on every unit, beside its number. A hundred, sometimes fewer. When they're placed, that's the end of it. The edition closes and stays on the site as the record of who made it and how many there were.
We build them to be repaired, and to outlast the person who buys the bag. If one fails from a flaw in how it was made, it comes back to us and we fix it.
Not a machine's idea of a painting. A person's.
For the blessed and the bountiful.