Typically a Tuesday at work is a low caliber affair. I have a weekly meeting that takes an hour or a little more, and then I organize the events of the week and set about getting a crew scheduled, or sequences set up for art coming down, or art going up. Today was a "fun" surprise day. I go about doing site visits to various parts of the campus, often to see entry and exit points, how large some of the works are that are being moved, etc. Well, today as I was taking a site visit in, I passed by the Ursala Von Rydingsvard sculpture we have here and found that some of the employees had made, and attatched to the sculpture, some signage. As the pictures show, it had a theme. I don't have issue with people inter-acting with the works of art as long as they don't stab, stick, or poke into the works. Well some of the signs were stabbed, poked, and stuck into the wood. Chips of the sculpture, which is made of cedar, were on the ground around the work. It can take the wind out of your sails somedays. I love the collection I tend to here, and it's getting to a point sometimes where it makes me hostile to the idea of making anything that the public could have access to. I again don't mind dialogue, in fact, I believe I'm pretty gifted about talking, or explaining what, where, and how such works exist. The part of the double edge I get cut by is when folks feel the need to act out on works of art. It feels at times, like I'm back in high school out here.