Some Background

I don't have any followers yet, as it is my first day blogging, I'm sitting at work, attending the gallery (MAYA III by Jarvis Rockwell, the son of the famous Norman Rockwell) and decided maybe it would be a good idea to elaborate on a number of things.

First off, why am I doing this?  I work approximately 30 hours a week at the gallery doing minimal arts management bust mostly gallery sitting which is pretty self explanatory for those that are not familiar- I sit at my desk and watch over the gallery and give people that come in advice on what coffee shop or restaurant to go in.  Kiiiiidding...well, sort of.  I'm an information post in a way, I tell about the artist if anyone has questions and elaborate on related subjects and try to keep the arts interested traffic flowing through the town, as it is a mecca for art, having one of the biggest contemporary arts museum in possibly the world, the mother ship: MASS MoCA, our savior and our clutch.

So as you can guess, ironically, this job requires a bit of effort to stay occupied, I surf the web, draw, read, listen to music, anything to keep those wheels turning.  The day before my first day gallery sitting an artist that I was working with to help put up some new installations and clean the gallery told me I'd have a lot of interesting conversations, and I replied with great enthusiasm.  He wasn't kidding.  I've had a man come in here while I was all alone who couldn't keep his balance and I honestly couldn't tell if he was drunk or crazy, perspiring pellets, waving a pen in my face and telling me he had ancient druid ancestors.  I had no idea how to react, I texted my boyfriend and told him to save me.  Luckily he called and I had to excuse myself from the conversation and the scary man left.

After a couple weeks of working here I realized how out there, interesting and entertaining some of these conversations were, forget becoming a bartender to become a psychologist major, work at a gallery!  And here I am, killing time and documenting "gallery talk." 

Unfortunately my job here will only exist until the first week of September, and I start school again, but I suppose I will worry about that when the time comes...

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