Today was a full lurching kind of day. From the moment I drove into Jugglers with a group of over 75’s from the University of the Third Age standing across the entrance I knew it would be one of those days. Then there was the installation of the new dishwasher that didn’t fit that led to a leaking drain spilling water across the office floor to 3 kids helping mum deinstal her show by running and leaping around the gallery space to drafting a budget for the Stairwell Project’s Australia Council grant application and then hosting a political party’s ( The Greens) attempt to understand the state of the arts and artists post the Australia Council’s slash and burn policy in favour of a consumerist model. There were spaces in there where other things happened like taking paracetamol for cold symptoms and doing a phone referee interview for a former studio artist. Not forgetting the wonderful Dom keeping an even keel and sending me off to buy dinner and our intern making seat covers and our other intern helping me carry and hang paintings in between painting the outside loo a beautiful socialist revolution red! This was part of my day, rich in texture and impact for countless people. Not the least being me.
A day of mutilpe trajectories.