At first I thought perhaps this was a curators whimsical plan to protect a tea artifact? Alas, we are all guarding our tea! Tea for some is the sum of a man or a woman. We say in the East? “That man has no tea in him” meaning little poetry of litheness. We even say “Mono no Aware” Which means we know that life is precious and beauty is so fleeting. We savor our little sadness at watching the transitory nature of life, over perhaps a cup of tea.