The Attendant

Those silent sentinels skirting the gallery walls, compelling good behaviour by the sheer force of their upright bearing, are not guards, I learned today, but ‘attendants’.  A  minor character in my current novel (shameless plug) is a krump-loving gallery guard/attendant… I may have to revisit those chapters to make sure I’ve got the terminology right.  Anyway, after seeing this vimeo over at Juxtapoz, I’m thinking it would be the perfect job for me, actually.