Speaking of scale.
Sandwich art cars. Small enough to eat. Small enough for a mole to eat. A mole with a bit of perseverance. If these things do in fact roll, the mole will also need to be swift, munching as it scampers.
Harrod Blank does not seem to do anything small. I’ll take two, says he, and make them extra large. He’s got a mountain of art cars dying to be scaled by you.
The Lunch Encounter 
