SO - I'M FINALLY DOING THIS: MY CELEBRITY BEHAVIOR EXPOSÉ - March 1, 2014
Those of us working in film PR often joke that one day we'll all write exposés on some of the bad, rude or ridiculous behavior we have witnessed from artists and their handlers behind-the-scenes, and collectively - we have seen a lot.
Somehow, we are expected to accept that it is OK for celebrities (or their handlers) to rake us over the coals because the feng shui isn’t balanced in their five-star hotel room, or the colour of the SUV we hired is off – or the absolute horror of discovering that the foam on a cappuccino isn't quite right (all of that has happened, BTW). The truth is, we never really do accept it.
STEPPING OUT OF THE ARTIST'S CLOSET - October 16th, 2013
I am an artist. So there. I said it. Not such a big deal, right? Well, actually for me, it's a huge deal that I am able to say that rather than falling back on my typical mantra, “I think I suck at this”. I STILL have trouble saying “I am an artist” verbally and publicly – even amongst close friends, but at least I understand how powerful those words can be, I've proved that to myself. As a result of consciously changing my internal dialogue and stepping up my morning routine with zero attachment to outcome, I recently had four drawings published in a major daily newspaper, and was paid to do so.
TITLE, SHMITLE! - July 9, 2013
I've often wondered why people obsess over their job titles as much as they do. As management, I have been on the receiving end of, “I've been here a year now – when do I become Manager?” or ”I've been a Manager for two years now, when do I become Director?!?” I've known staff who were so anxious to have a higher title, they were prepared to accept one without a pay increase or added responsibility. I didn't understand the urgency then, and I don't get it now. A title is simply a word (or words) that can be hard to define.
You could be the Vice President of the United States of America, or you could be the Vice President of Promotions for a small distribution company.
LEADING WITH LOVE, KUMBAYA MOMENTS AND ALL. THAT. JAZZ - June 20, 2013
Let me first say this: If you can control your gag reflex for JUST long enough to allow me to get to my point here – it might not seem so Kumbaya after all…
A few years ago, and shortly after leaving my position of 15 years, I was completely touched and somewhat overwhelmed by the sheer number of calls and emails I received from those who wished me well. Words like, “How could they let you go?” and “Their loss!!” certainly comforted me at the time. But at the same time, there were also words that made me feel HORRIBLY uncomfortable such as:
MASTERING THE FINE ART OF COMPLAINING - May 24, 2013
Quite a few years ago, I mastered the art of complaining. It was a pretty unconscious feat at the time, and nothing to be proud of, but I guess I used it as a device to blow off steam and must have thought it gave me some kind of water cooler cred. Why else would I have resorted to doing it incessantly?
One day while reading a feature that focused on negativity and the destructive power of complaining, I realized that it could have been written about me and immediately recognized that I was a chronic complainer.
I ATE HUMBLE PIE, AND I LIKED IT - May 14, 2013
I worked for Canada's largest film distribution company for a number of years, 15 to be exact. It wasn't always the largest company though. We were groomed to be fairly aggressive, we worked extremely hard, and together we helped to build the company's brand into what it was. I felt terribly proud to work there and to be part of its growth. And as we grew, I found that when I called people, they almost always called back because they wanted to work with us.
And - some had to work with us. Even though our behavior at times could much less than kind, they knew who we were, we had power, and they had little choice.
AN ARRESTING MOMENT WITH DAVID CRONENBERG IN CANNES - May 7, 2013
According to Wikipedia, (AKA Imposter Phenomenon or Fraud Syndrome) is defined as the psychological experience of believing that one's accomplishments came about not through genuine ability, but as a result of having been lucky, having worked harder than others, or having manipulated other people's impressions.
As I noted in my introductory post, when I was first promoted to VP, I didn't want the title because I didn't feel qualified. I spent my first year in that position constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the senior “suits” to finally realize, “Wow. This girl really has no clue. WHAT were we thinking?!?”
THE YELLER - April 29, 2013
I think as adults, we are supposed to have the emotional intelligence to rise above this kind of bullying behavior, and it is a form of bullying. Unfortunately, that's not always the case. In my career, I've been on the receiving end of these outbursts numerous times - from execs (both inside and outside of the organizations I've worked for), talent handlers (and occasionally their talent!) to the general public. I've witnessed others close by receiving it too, and it always makes me, and everyone around me for that matter, cringe and feel uncomfortable. It is an absolute soul stealer and creativity crusher that empowers no one - least of all, the person delivering it.
I STARTED THERE, AND NOW I FIND MYSELF HERE - April 21, 2013
So! Before I move forward with this blog, I think I need to properly set up why I'm doing it - so I'll try to be brief, and this will likely be the longest post I'll ever write.
Roughly 20 years ago, I set out on a career path without really having a clue as to where I was going. I only knew I was generally looking for these three things:
I wanted to work in the arts.
I needed to support myself and keep a roof over my head.
I wanted to experiment with different mediums in my spare time and create art.