Years and years ago when I was a girl I worked in Riverside Studios. My first job there was in the art gallery. Mainly I just sat behind a desk reading novels. If it was a paid exhibition I took money and occasionally, the art would be for sale and I was meant to sell it, not that I remember anyone ever buying anything.
I don't remember that much about the exhibitions. I have vague memories of a Peter Blake retrospective, Russian poster art and a big exhibition on Mass Observation. The latter I remember mainly for the video that played on an endless loop and featured people in a pub singing Roll Out The Barrel. It drove me bonkers at the time but it didn't put me off Humphrey Jennings and the whole concept of Mass Observation. In their way they were doing what personal bloggers do today.
The worst exhibition I remember was by a conceptual artist. He was quite famous but for the life of me I can't remember his name. He was always hanging about in the gallery. One lunchtime he came back, no doubt after a glass or two, brimming with excitement as he had found an orange so unripe it was still green. He grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled on it and then carefully placed it on the floor and set the orange on top of it. He was chuckling as he did this. I was really not amused as I knew I would be responsible for ensuring that no-one stood on or accidentally kicked this peice of art. As soon as he left the room I went to see what he had written on the paper. I felt like kicking the art myself when I saw it. Could This Be An Answer To The Irish Question?