A full scale postal collection box made of steel rod. This piece was meant to address the irony of that ubiquitous and immediately recognizable blue box on the street corner. Into this public space we routinely deposit our most personal correspondence. Our letters seems secure inside the impenetrable opaqueness of the steel safe, whose key is entrusted to our public officials. "Public/Private" subverts that sheltering screen, making the box itself skeletal and thus transparent. In spite of this substitution, the box is instantly recognizable for what it is, and the viewer who is drawn to pull on the swinging door even hears the familiar squeak of steel. The sense of security is compromised though, as all of the box's contents are nakedly exposed.