"I am risking my life for my work, and half my reason has gone." -Vincent Van Gogh
"You should probably put those pins back where you found them."
Day two. Minerva and I are attempting to scour the pinboards of Brodie to find enough pins to install an exhibit in the Bridge Gallery. We manage to convince ourselves that just going to the storage room and getting nails would be more work than hunting all over the building for stray pins. Which in the end, we have to return and go to the storage room for new ones after all.
"You know," Minerva says musingly. "Being a gallery assistant has made me really good at leveling and guessing measurements." It should come as no surprise that neither of us really needed the level for the installation.
After finishing up in the Bridge Gallery, we're instructed to hang up posters in all the other buildings. No sooner do I reach the corkboard in Welles then I realize I'm missing a crucial element: pins. So back to Brodie where I quietly steal thumbtacks and then troop to the rest of the buildings to hang the posters.
There is some framing and matting done and then we all head over to the Lockhart Gallery to paint walls. Apparently if you let paint sit for a long time, the color slightly changes and should not be used for touch-ups on the walls. Because then you will have large splotches of odd color. And then you will have to paint the whole frickin' wall.
Painting the trim was mostly uneventful, minus the parts where I got lost in the basement, spilled paint on the wood floor, and painted the wrong wall. So not bad. Could have been worse.
Did I mention there's a GALA on Sunday?
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