i was in a big gallery/studio/living space.. kind of like madrone studios in sf. i was going up onto the roof, which was kind of like rooftopia in l.a., via a big spiral staircase. nez's painting, "21st century family realizing we are all stars" was up on the roof. i was concerned because it was going to rain and i wanted the painting brought inside. jen from tribe13 was there and i was trying to convince her to bring the piece in, but she didn't want to. it was pretty frustrating, and i knew i couldn't bring it inside by myself down the staircase. she was responsible for putting it up there, i was feeling annoyed about it.
david was inside, in another room just downstairs, about to start serving tea to ron jon and some other people. i wanted to go drink tea with them, but had to do something else first. i sat down at this little antique writing desk to make a phone call to nikki moon, but realized that the old fashioned phone had been removed from it so it wasn't working, and my cell phone charger wouldn't plug into it.
finally got my cell phone working and was trying to call nikki about something art-related, but dialed andrew jones instead. he answered the phone in an english accent, "ms. weaver!" (only he pronounced it 'ms. weavaaaaah!')... the way i usually say, "doctor jones, i presume". he seemed happy that i called and asked what i was up to, so we chatted for a good long time about the art show and how to protect artwork. i wandered outside onto the street while on the phone... then said i had to go and call nikki and we hung up.
