Today I go and introduce myself to some teenagers and see if they want to make some films.
I am incredibly nervous. I have already thought up and disregarded a zillion different reason why I cant possibly go in and work with these kids.
The physical manifestation of nerves interest me and as I am typing this I am trying to work out how my body is reacting.
My hands are cold and I have a whole colony of butterflies fluttering about in my tummy. My ears feel blocked and I am a bit light headed.I have a slight tightness in my chest and I need to go to the loo, again.
Ack. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I put my hand up and say yes I can do this when I have only just worked out how to make films myself?
I feel sick.
BUT.
I am well prepared.
I am going to introduce myself and talk about my work. I have one of my ceramic shells that I am going to take in as well as one of my dead bird bowls.
I am going to talk about being a storyteller and how we all have stories to tell.
I have ten minutes worth of short videos to show as examples of different styles of film making.
Here they are if you are interested.
And then I am just going to make it up as I go along.
I am now going back to reread all your wonderful comments on my last post on this topic.
But I might just go to the loo and throw up first.
Nerves. I Have Them.
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