Hello, dear reader. How was your weekend? I hope you managed to catch up on your sleep.
Last week my lovely friend Katie nominated me on Facebook to post “seven things that you might not know about me”. I love Katie very dearly, and I respect the fact that she met this challenge, but I will not be completing it myself. This is for two reasons:
1) Whatever the seven facts about me would be, there’s probably a reason that they’re not common knowledge, i.e. they’re boring as hell. Who cares about my Year 6 SAT marks? Not you, that’s for sure. Not really me, either.
2) I’m a very transparent person, and I’m not sure that there are seven facts about me which aren’t common knowledge. My Year 6 SAT marks, by the by, were 6, 6 and 5.
I make no apology for the fact that I’m an open book, because I think being honest about yourself is the only way to make real connections with other people. Obviously I don’t go around with a megaphone broadcasting my personal information to the unsuspecting public of London town, but if someone asks me a question I will do my best to answer it truthfully. (Except in very specific circumstances, such as when I’m being interrogated by MI5.)
Making connections with other people is important, because we need each other, don’t we? Even Bernard Black needs Manny. Ok, here’s something that you might not know about me but could probably guess: I’m very dependent on other people. I set a lot of store by my friends’ advice, because they’re a pretty wise bunch, and when I’m sad or ill or cranky I want hugs and sympathy. Sometimes we might berate ourselves for needing other people. We do this because it doesn’t really fit in with the whole “independent, capable go-getters of the 21st century” persona that we are all so determined to portray, but actually that’s just a knee-jerk reaction to feeling insecure.
It’s all very well to look like a self-sufficient success story, but in reality nobody is completely independent. No man is an island (or “no man is in Ireland”, which is what I thought the phrase was until I was about 11, and it confused the heck out of me at the time). Yes, of course we should be able to take care of ourselves, be aware of our own worth and cross roads without other people’s assistance, but there is no shame in respecting and valuing the emotional contributions of the people in our lives. That’s why we have them in our lives in the first place.
This is also true from a professional perspective. Working in the arts is demanding (not least because the amount of effort you put in very rarely corresponds with your salary), and we need each other’s support in order to stay motivated. In the case of Tumbling After specifically (the show I’m directing in Edinburgh this year – here’s some more info in case you missed my last post), the devising process means that we all need to trust each other and be as honest as possible. Just in terms of the admin, the producer and I find that we are more productive if we meet up to swear and glare at our laptops together. Sure, we could sit at home individually and do the same thing, but we are more productive (and more importantly, much happier) if we have someone to share ideas and coffee with.
Have a beautiful day. Go and hug someone who contributes to your life.