Last week I shared a story that began in 2006, all about assuming another artist thought I was a hack.
Today I’m diving into the vaults again to share another paradigm-shifting experience. In 2011, ten years ago, I was invited to be part of the Tarragon Theatre’s playwrights’ unit – a yearlong programme run by Toronto’s “playwright’s theatre”.
In 2006, in my final year of theatre school, I was cast in a lead role in one of our big shows.
I was so excited, but on our first day of rehearsal, when our director asked us to improvise the show, scene by scene, it quickly became evident that my classmates and I were grossly underprepared.
Read MoreThis week I'm digging into the idea that YOUR ART IS A BUSINESS.
… Gross, I know. It gave me the creeps for a long time. I didn't want my creative expression corrupted by capitalism!
However, after years of panic and anxiety about money, I now wish I'd accepted this idea, rather than run from it, early in my career.
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