Monday, October 20, 2008

Act IV, Scene 5

Me: So, translation work is easing a bit, which means I can get back to the studio.

She: That’s right, you can do your personal work.

Me: Well, it’s my professional work too.

She: That’s right. Well, if it makes you happy, we’ll call it professional work. But, I know – and I think you know very well too, deep inside – that until you actually sell something, and until you actually have a gallery – oh, and until someone else tells me you’re any good – we should just call a spade a spade. Anyway…

Me: OK. Well, maybe we can catch a movie next week.

She: Sounds great.

They hang up.

Molly turns back to the stack of white paper. But, first she texts that gallerist who didn’t respond to her email last week.

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