Know yourself. Know what you want. Know what’s going to make you happy, as opposed to what you think is going to make you happy.
All pithy, fortune cookie kind of bon mots. Cheap dollar store greeting card kind of phrases. But behind the pith and the cookie crumbs and why do all dollar stores have that funny smell, lies some good old down home thinking. Some thinking everyone should do, especially those of us trying to forge out a career in the arts. There are so many artists out there who do what they think makes them happy as opposed to being truly happy.
Craig and I are pursuing a side project this month. As Craig shared yesterday, we’re in Sudbury putting up The Flying Bandit for the Sudbury Theatre Centre. It’s a chance for me to direct, something I haven’t done in years – oh – since the last time we did this show. For Craig, it’s a chance to act (tour de force acting! Over 30 parts! Phew! ). For the both of us, it’s a chance to delve into parts of the theatre world that are outside the realm of Theatrefolk.
Every once in a while I get that far away look in my eye and wonder about things that might have happened. Could I have had a different kind of arts career? A more traditional one? Could I have been a professional director? Could I have made it as a different kind of writer? Am I missing out on something that might make me happy? Am I really happy writing for schools? Or is it only pretend happy? Is it hiding in a hole happy?
Well, working on this play has been nice. A nice side trip. A nice adventure. But I’m not missing anything. What is nice is to be reminded, every once in a while that I made the right choices, that I am truly happy in my current work, and if I never directed another play again I wouldn’t have a smidge of regret. Not an ounce. Not a metric ton. No regrets.
More than that, I’m looking forward to getting back to my world. As The Flying Bandit goes into it’s final runs before opening and the director really has nothing to do but watch the show and give some notes, I’m already thinking about work that has to be done, plays to be created and workshops to be given.
Time to go home.