Blasted Sand Busts

“Is that one of those spelling pendants hanging on your neck?”
“Oh, this in the transparent heart? No, it’s my boy friend’s head. Here, look closely. It’s only 2 mm high, but it’s a perfect likeness.”

“Was it expensive?”
“No, not especially. You can also order one of yourself in a block of plastic with magnifying sides, or of a celebrity. I heard Kelly’s son has hundreds of football players in a small hourglass.”

“You see you can buy them cast out of glass, or pay a little more to have them ground from a real grain of sand. Of course these are just copies; the originals of every person on the planet are being amassed in Switzerland. I guess you haven’t sent in your photos yet.”

“Here, let me read from their spam: ‘The non-profit Celebrate Life organisation has come halfway to its goal of producing the 6.4 billion, tiny sculptures. The total volume will be less than 50 cubic metres, nearly enough to fill a sand box only ten metres square and a half metre deep.’”