This issue is coming to a head today for me because I think I have decided what career track I'd like to pursue. It's not an easy one, but given my history as a photographer, affinity for dorky technical crap, and cavalier attitude it is kind of a predictable one. My inflated self-importance alone (you know you love me) might actually qualify me for membership in the Local 600 (ba-dum-bump!). I wanna work in camera!
Now this sure enough isn't 100%. I don't know if I will like it if I actually try it...but I do want to try.
Here's where the guy thing comes in. I feel like--by virtue of being an emotional girl who likes skirts and long hair and lip gloss--it will be extra hard to find my place in the boys club that is the camera department. They are as notorious for their chauvanistic egos as they are for their technical knowledge. To work in camera you have to be strong--literally. You must be able to carry around equipment that is delicate, expensive, and very heavy. Less upper body strength because of gender is not an excuse--you must be strong enough to do the job. You cannot be clumsy. You cannot mess up. Shooting on film costs an extravagant amount of money; if the camera department messes up, everyone has a setback.
You can't make a motion picture without pictures, so yeah, they're cocky. I don't blame them one bit. What they do is so cool.
Here are my hangups:
- I don't really want to be a D.P., which is the head of camera and pretty much the desired end of that career track for most people.
- I am kind of a klutz, and when I'm nervous (like, say, about loading wrong and wasting hundreds of feet of film and tons of time and buckets of money) it gets worse.
- I cry sometimes and I like dressing pretty; I can't really do either of those things if I want to be taken seriously and work in the camera department.
- I may have to give up socializing with people, except for people I'm working with. This includes dating, which is hard enough as it is.
- I will probably have to continue getting paid the same crappy wage I'm making now for some time before I can get a job as a loader. This sucks because I would like to be able to afford a decent apartment someday.
- Although I will learn lots of things that could help me with my Big Idea, I probably will not have the time or energy to pursue the Big Idea. And the Big Idea is probably my best shot at any kind of fame or fortune, however limited.
- If I try and decide I don't want to keep doing it I can try something else, but how much time will I have wasted then?
- If I try it and switch to something else I will always feel like I couldn't hack it.
- If I try it and switch to something else other people will probably think I couldn't hack it.
So the next step? Get on set. Start nosing around a little. Get on set. Talk to people. Get on set.
I'm working on it...!
2 comments:
Good for you for taking those first steps. I think that is amazing. And I bet you can still dress well while lugging around camera equipment! Make your own rules!
Mmm...it's not quite like that. They aren't rules per se, it's more like a tried and true method. I don't want to reinvent the wheel!
I mean, I COULD wear dresses and cute shoes, but I also could get my knees scratched up and my toes broken when I drop 80 pound cases on them. It's a hard labor job, and I just have to resign myself to being prepared for hard labor.
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