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We have to meet the production team in half an hour and my contract isn’t signed.

Here are the things I need to consider:

* The project we signed up for seems to have changed irrevocably, due to the last minute change in producer

* I honestly and truely think I can learn something really valuable from working with Eero, Nathaniel, Tom, Pavel, Justin, Ania and Andi

* The academic side of it, the Edu-thlon lectures, are still due to take place on Wednesdays – which could be really good

* The living conditions are pretty cramped and basic. We have two mugs, between around 12 of us, and that’s only because I bought them- and breakfast is sugar puffs, co-co pop type stuff or long life croissants, filled with asti spumante flavouring (I’ve been avoiding talking about these details until now)

* I genuinely like all the people – the artists – that I could be working with. We’ve gotten on great in the last eight days, and that’s really saying something (I normally have a pretty low tolerance threshold in confined spaces)

* There are a lot of very heavy smokers in this very confined space

* There are also a fair number of pretty heavy drinkers – and I’m a complete push-over

* I honestly and truely think I can learn something really valuable from working with Eero, Nathaniel, Tom, Pavel, Justin, Ania and Andi

* The attitude of the directors worries me. They talk about art a lot – and how they’re leaving the “art” to us and so on and so on – so the pressure will really be on. I mean, you’re looking at making something happen, every week, for even weeks, that you can stand next to and defend in front of a jury of critics and the Lithuanian public

* The contract appears to contain, in UK and US legal eyes, utter nonsense

And did I mention?

* I honestly and truely think I can learn something really valuable from working with Eero, Nathaniel, Tom, Pavel, Justin, Ania and Andi.

At worst, I’ll have stories to tell for ever.No – at worst, you’ll be sending food packages to me in some Baltic jail.

We’re having that “Are you in? Are you in?” exchange.

What the hell.


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