Today I am updating addresses, deleting bad ones, sorting returned mail, and making phone calls soliciting the email addresses of curators. I'm also told that Elton John might come in.

I'm still working on the address books. Data entry isn't all that exciting. The gallery owner did say that she didn't want me just sitting by myself in the office typing in addresses, that she wanted this experience to be rewarding, so that's good news.
Last Saturday the gallery server was down so I helped with the artist talk. I fetched some lemonade and ice from the store, and poured it back at the gallery. The talk was interesting, though I question the impact of a photo that needs extensive explanation in order to be anything other than a picture of a door. My favorite piece in the new show are the 12 blackboards with different formulas for determining race.
I did get to mention to the preparator, who owns another gallery, that I'd like to talk to him about a show. We'll line that up sometime.
This week it'll be back to the office and more addresses.

Last Saturday I continued on my data entry project at Jackson. When I got there, they had all of Angela West's and Vee Speers' work out. A young couple was there looking to buy. I like the Speers pictures... well, I like em both but I'm familiar with West's work. Speers' "The Birthday Party" is a series of spare portraits of children in ambiguous costumes, and I have a thing for costumes.
After looking at the images for a few minutes, and helping Mark sort the storage room, I got down to business and copy/pasted for a few more hours. I hope I can finish that up this week.