At the darkest moments I have to believe there is a future for our industry. I have to believe we will defy our government and prove to be viable. I absolutely believe the way that this will happen is through the invention and enterprising energy of creative producers making stuff happen.
Over the last few months I have moved so much of my life and work online, often using Zoom, as so many of us have. Yesterday someone decided I should now call myself a Zj…which sounds fun.
It is a strange time to predict a new world. But I hope that the planned Diploma in Creative Producing will come at the right time for a re-emergence of creative practitioners across the globe.
My recommendation to any theatre producer and creative reading this is grab any opportunity to make these kind of trips. Open your eyes to everything that you see.
I am bemused. Last night I was at a show which has been an immense hit in its lifetime and has been described as masterful by the press.
So along with my declared New Year’s Resolution to see at least one piece of theatre in Scotland every two weeks, I will also try wherever I can to say “yes” to the unexpected.
I’ve worked on my New Year’s Resolutions and I know what I need from the universe, and where I have the capacity to welcome some unexpected enquiries or surprises
I’m a coach with years of experience of helping others to set achievable goals, so I know how to do it. Tonight I decided to ensure I saw an average of one theatre show a week across the Scottish professional scene (excluding the Edinburgh Fringe) for 2019. Easy. Just do it.
My challenge is to bring an opportunity to British playwrights who have a play which deserves to be published and licensed around the world.
This weekend I was part of an extraordinary workshop which was a first of its kind in Europe, or so I am told. A chance to work on the consciousness explorations of Patricia Albere developed in her practice and her book.
As I get older I network less. As I look out of my view across the Firth of Forth from my tiny office window, I don’t get the urge to go to the membership meetings and first nights which are out there for me to attend (and I can’t afford to).
This week I was turned down by the Arts Council for a project I have been nurturing for three years. I clearly did not manage to capture the imagination of the assessors.
Time to get the word around that I am a coach – and then the most wonderful email dropped in my inbox from a past client as they tried to describe me to another person:
I’m really tired this week, and it has taken a while for me to realise (or maybe remember) this particular freelance syndrome which I get when a certain mix of situations arise. Anyone get the same feeling? Let me explain.
It has been quite a week with two significant celebrations – my coming of bus-pass age and celebrating the wedding of my daughter Anna to her amazing partner Jonny – who live on a Dutch Barge named Nancy when not on honeymoon.
This quick blog is really to highlight one big area which we always talk about. How do you find the right audience for your show, and get them to come in to see you?
Back from London after seeing my son in Imperium (proud dad), I packed in nine shows into two days and already the cream is rising to the top and some images and themes remain, whilst others quietly slip away.
For the first time in 30 years, I am a resident of the Edinburgh area, hopping on the bus or train to travel the 30 minutes from my home to visit the other-worldliness which is Edinburgh in August. And then going home again with glorious first-day memories.
If Lin-Manuel Miranda takes six years from first song to full show for Hamilton, then it encourages me greatly when I keep telling new writers and new creative to take their time.
If I was going to find a suitable place to work on a grant application to support the very first piece of work which seeks to explore “How we choose to reveal our bodies through life, performance and art?”, then the naturist resort of Vera Playa near Almeria could not be more perfect.