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Training Update: 360 Degrees of Potential / 30 April 2015

Alice Holland and Mat Fraser hug and smile at a party, both dressed in black leather

The first time I met (see: developed a massive crush on) Mat Fraser back in 2010 when I had no idea I'd be working in disability arts a few short years later.

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I am sitting in a darkened theatre watching Sue Austin fly around me in her underwater wheelchair at her first ever hometown show, and I feel the traces of her soaring ambitions everywhere. This will be a more personal blog than my last; not because I’m not engaged in the work of this exhibition but because the journey I am taking feels poignant today.

As a dreamer of dreams and a maker of bold moves I hope Sue will forgive me for not giving a more thorough coverage of the piece here, but I do encourage you to come and see us next week in Salisbury. Reactions to the exhibition thus far have been great, and to see new technology being wrangled for positive social change as well as artistic expression is thrilling.

Since my last blog post I have written my first large funding application (£208k of fear and adrenaline), taken on a crowd-funding campaign for performance poet Rowan James, contributed to Dao’s planning meetings at Pallant House, started scripting an educational film, written press releases and tweets galore and zoomed through miles of sunny countryside, pages of ideas and the bloody, beautiful history of the blues with my mentor Trish at the wheel. This week has mostly been gaffer tape and ad-hoc modifications to parabolic mirrors, so I’ve got my tecchie swagger on. 

It sounds completely daft but I can’t remember the last time I was treated with such intellectual respect, had my ideas and experience valued so much, trusted even, and felt a sense that I have something of substance to offer other people, even now in the first few months of my training. To dig the way that I think is about the biggest compliment you can pay me, and the generosity of Dao, Freewheeling and the other teams who have contributed to my learning so far is quite humbling.

 I fell on my feet into performance, starting out as an accidental showgirl at 18 and making cabaret my shiny, unpredictable domain for ten years. In many ways I’ve grown up separate from a lot of the ‘real world’, mainly due to working during most other people’s leisure time and being out of step with regular working hours. At 29 I am having my first real weekends! I feel part of the world in a way that I always thought I wanted to avoid.

Maybe it’s just me growing up a bit, shedding a little of the arrogance of showgirlish youth, but I feel connected to, and appreciative of, people in a new way since making moves towards producer-hood. I suspect the novelty of a regular modest paycheque is doing a fair amount of this legwork; I always joke that performance is a great career if you aren’t into financial stability or a personal life, but it appears that not having to chase (my own) money all the damned time really is rather good for the brain.

“Worrying about money is a waste of your intelligence”, said my dear friend Aste Amundsen last year, (lending me train fare after another gig paid late), and I think she is right. Being broke, starving artist-style, is good for a lot of things; it teaches you great blagging skills, sharpens your creative focus and gives you plenty of time to consider the imbalances in the world, but the creative benefits of sometimes not being sure if I can pay my rent have long worn off and I want to use my brain for ideas, not fear, and to make that release possible for other artists too.

This new world of funded, ‘legitimate’ art, administrated art, has so much planning, strategy and partnership involved that even when working remotely I never feel alone as all activity is towards shared goals; by turns leading, following, supporting, promoting, speculating and facing facts.

The 14+ hour days, the race to get the show fit for public consumption, the ready bonds of teams thrown together are all familiar territory, as is bright lipstick and red wine to warm up and cool down respectively, but this feeling of coming inside, of being part of a mission, is gratifying in a way that a round of applause for a few witty songs has rarely fulfilled. It’s not as rushy, as sparkly, as reach-for-the-moon as performance adrenaline, rather it is something approaching wholesome, and exciting in a far-reaching way.

I’m discovering fears and strengths I didn’t know I had: scaling 20 foot ladders to adjust projection rigs is one stomach-churning thing, but it turns out that flyering and asking strangers into an exhibition spooks me far more than bowling on to stage in a latex catsuit to entertain a couple of hundred people.

Having been a professional show-off for so long I assumed I could rely on an ability to speak to anyone, anywhere, but I’ve often also joked that I like people, at a safe distance from the stage, preferably whilst I’m armed with a microphone, and it turns out it’s true. It’s also possible that I just hate canvassing, but in small teams needs must, so I shall do my best to be brave.

Approaching art projects that have existed long before my involvement is interesting; being able to adopt a concept and work out how I can be most useful is a world away from the sweaty-palmed experience of being the main and often only driver of a project. It’s wonderful.

I am emotionally invested in the work in so far as I want it to do well and want to do as best a job I can, but the action of having an overview, keeping in mind always the bigger picture, the ultimate outcome, the best for everyone, is very freeing compared to the agonies of solo leadership.

I want to be useful to others, to contribute to change and to progress, and I want some damned power in this world. Being a performer, no matter how popular, hardworking or successful, means you are mainly at the bottom of the arts food chain and dependent on the tastes of others for work.

I want to move up the food chain and steer my destiny and those of others, and I get the sense that producing is the best way for me to achieve this. I’m still occasionally moonlighting as Ophelia Bitz for fun and extra cash, and I hope to develop new theatre work in the future, so do keep your eye out for a dingbat in a catsuit talking faster than she can run. The ol’ broad has shown me a wonderful decade and I’m not about to put her out to pasture completely.

I am listening and watching for now, trying not to see into the future or over-think the changes that are happening to me. To be paid to learn, to not have all the answers, is unbelievably freeing, and I am delighted and grateful that Trish and Sue chose me to be here.

Comments

Alice Holland

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1 July 2015

Hi Sally! You can find the campaign at http://www.crowdfunder.co.uk/easy-for-you-to-saypunk-poetry-at-edfringe-2015

Thanks for the support!

Sally

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6 June 2015

How to people contribute to the crowd funding campaign for Rowan James' Easy for you to say Edinburgh show? Don't think this was clear from the YouTube clip.

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