Sunday, 14 March 2010

Filming log: Into The New, aka: the emperor's new clothes

So. Into The New.

I have to ask why we were there - most of the performances we filmed are untranslatable, powerful only when live. Even if not, they were so dark that they hardly registered. Any experience is good experience, but there's nothing overly creative about standing and following someone onstage (I know, that accounts for 90% of what I did at high school). We were more often than not treated like scum by the performers and the technical staff.

I will say that I have never de-rigged with such alacrity as after the symposium, nor had greater need for the free bar afterwards. And now I'll have wonderful stories to tell the next first years, of naked people interacting with sand/flowers/glitter/twigs, of people throwing up or cutting themselves, and of our provocative dress.

Things I have learnt:


  • never respond to those emails asking to borrow something to be used in a performance
  • symposium doesn't mean what it once did
  • often, the sanest person in the room is the one with the facial tattoos
  • don't take the tutors' word when they say everyone is "excited" for us to be there
  • Scrummy Yummy pizza does what it says on the box
  • it is an invaluable skill to be able to find out when there will be a journal launch where there will be free champagne and a buffet

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