Keeping Time

There. Fifty olololos safely delivered to the gallery by bike this afternoon. It didn’t dare rain on me.

I’m giving my hands and the muscles of my arms a REST before I get started on the last seventy or so.

My hands hurt. I’ve stuck a plaster on the index finger of my right hand and the muscles of my left arm are sore. I’m on olololo number 78, of which I’ve done about 12 since this morning. Once I’ve scored each one I sign and number it, and I’ve noticed my numbers and signatures are getting increasingly bedraggled as I go on because I can’t hold the pen neatly enough. I think my fingers need a bit of stretching.

The last of the 150 unscored books were couriered from Book Works to Modern Art Oxford a couple of weeks ago. I collected them last week and I’m trying to complete as many as I can to return to MAO when I visit tomorrow.

I’ve been using a scrap olololo page to note down the number of each book as I complete it. I’m not being very systematic. Once or twice I’ve had to turn a 5 or a 3 into an 8 to eliminate accidental duplicates. I should have a spreadsheet or something but I like everything being on paper for this project, which is already so papery.

If you look at the photo carefully you can see all the dents on the card I’ve been scoring against. I like the dents.