There\u2019s a gallery on Vine, a narrow but deep storefront under the curator\u2019s apartment, a very small thing pressed against the side of one of the mountains.\u00c2\u00a0 The curator, one Joel Sebastian, was born in Midnight and plans to die in Midnight.<\/p>\n
The current exhibit showcases the photography of Mileah Warde, who works at The Midnight Sun<\/em>.\u00c2\u00a0 She manages to access inaccessible places.\u00c2\u00a0 She sees the angles, the shadow and light, the rooms and people no one\u2019s supposed to see.\u00c2\u00a0 They say she\u2019s even been to shoot the prisoner up in The Dungeon, but of course no one believes in such a place.<\/p>\n The exhibit\u2019s titled, \u201cImportant People\u201d, and includes portraits of Mrs. Sharpe, first grade teacher; Tristan Collier, electrician, whose wife is both thrilled and disappointed by his inclusion; Mai Xin, street vendor, who speaks not a word of English; Tom Brown, ticket collector at Central Station; and an anonymous homeless man who gets a roll of pennies from the bank every Friday so he can leave the coins in random places, heads up, so the people who find them can have all the luck he never had.<\/p>\n It\u2019s a small gallery, but important people can be seen here and there.\u00c2\u00a0 Michael de Luca, whose business is none of yours, makes a purchase.\u00c2\u00a0 Mayor Carrington smiles and shakes hands and answers to The Duke.\u00c2\u00a0 The Wandering Reverend does not go in, but stands outside a while, nodding and greeting almost everyone by name.<\/p>\n Before the reception ends, Mileah Warde steps outside.\u00c2\u00a0 \u201cI have a photo of you, too,\u201d she says.\u00c2\u00a0 There is also a snake, or smoke, or an unreal shadow in that picture.<\/p>\n \u201cThat was a fear years ago,\u201d he tells her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou haven\u2019t changed.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiles.\u00c2\u00a0 It\u2019s not a joyful smile.\u00c2\u00a0 \u201cYou have.\u201d<\/p>\n After a moment, Mileah Warde nods and goes back to her reception without a word.\u00c2\u00a0 She ignores the Wandering Reverend for the remainder of the night.\u00c2\u00a0 She mingles with guests and politicians and enigmatic strangers and shifty liars and ass kissers and widows and poets and criminals and other important people.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" There\u2019s a gallery on Vine, a narrow but deep storefront under the curator\u2019s apartment, a very small thing pressed against the side of one of […]<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9,6,1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/426"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=426"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/426\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=426"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=426"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.darkfluidity.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=426"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}