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4 Apocalypse Avenue, late Saturday night
Sophie had turned out all the lights, locked up the gallery, and retired to bed after a very profitable and pleasant day. And fallen asleep over a copy of meta for Emma, having decided to re-read an old favorite.
Cricket chirped in the grass outside her home, and all was well.
[expecting one!] -
New York City, Thursday afternoon/evening
2PM: Arrive through magic of Portalocity, take a cab to the gallery, assume identity as Therese Savoy, art historian and professional restorer ( Read more... ) -
New York City, Monday evening
"I'm afraid I don't understand." Sophie was currently working on not grinding her teeth. She smiled gently at the curator of the New York Frick Museum, and said, "All our paperwork is in order; you've received notification from the insurance company. What is the problem with removing the Patterson series of Chagalls for restoration today ( Read more... ) -
MCA #1 - Friday evening
Sophie had hired professional packers for half of her things-- amazing what could accumulate in just a few months-- and was now almost finished with her personal items. A few boxes of shoes. A few items of Art Deco ( Read more... ) -
Office Hours, 8/20
Before going to Rehearsal, Sophie went in to her office to finish up her paperwork. Teaching had been enjoyable for the summer, but the gallery would be more familiar.
She was also looking speculatively at an article on the internet. CEO divests property, wife sues for child support. Part of the interest? The Chagall he was donating to the Museum ( Read more... ) -
MCA #1, Friday morning early
Sophie wasn't generally an early riser if she didn't have company, but she was considering a trip into Baltimore again to look for ideas for the gallery. It was more of a hobby than a business, but still. She had to act the part of a gallery owner, correct?
So she was up and on her balcony, drinking coffee, and contemplating options. -
Office Hours, 8/12
After stopping by the gallery and meeting with Shilo, Sophie spent most of her office hours considering new names for the place. As well as plans to upgrade the security after her class examined it. Really, reasonable precautions had to be taken, didn't they?
The door was open. -
Office Hours, 8/6
Sophie was rather discontentedly flipping through a script her agent had sent her -- lord, playing someone's mother, was that what she'd come to? -- and trying to think of ideas for another course. The problem was that nothing was occurring to her. Teaching was more fun than she'd expected, and she rather liked the well-behaved students (almost as ( Read more... ) -
Office Hours, 7/28
Sophie hadn't slept particularly well, but she'd decided to hold office hours early this week, for once. Perhaps a trip into D.C. or Baltimore would be in order later.
The door was open, and she had Tchaikovsky playing on the computer speakers as she surfed for ideas. -
Office Hours [7/10]
Last weekend's events had stayed with Sophie far longer than she would have liked. More months away from the others... well. Except for the very young Parker still here.
She was trying to distract herself with more art history online, but with only minimal success.
[open door, open post]