Hi, I'm Jacklynn. I'm a 20 year-old music major currently hoping to pursue a career in Arts Administration. I hope to document my day to day experiences in this blog, as well as keep things interesting by sharing the content of others that I find interesting.
Unfortunately, it becomes increasingly evident that many students in my department have a severe dislike for me. I’ve known this since my freshman year of college, but since I have began studying and working in the theatre department their actions have become much worse. As I have mentioned previously, I am typically either ignored entirely or treated like a complete moron. I realize that there will always be someone who dislikes me, but I also don’t appreciate it when it has reached this zenith.
Subtweeting (or tweeting negatively about another person) is both immature and also a rather unintelligent thing to do. When you tweet something along the lines of “Stop talking please… #dontwanttohearyoutalk #ever” you come across as abhorrently disrespectful. Newsflash to anyone who does this, and especially chooses to keep their account public while tweeting about others in such a negative manner- 1) talking with someone else about this tweet vaguely, yet in a condescending tone in front of the subject of the tweet automatically sends this person on alert, and 2) you are ignoring a basic human right- sharing passion. When I find something to be funny and want to share it, you should be respectful and at least tolerate me. I would do the same for you, and refrain from rolling eyes at my friends and posting about it on such an obvious platform.
I didn’t really mean for this post to come across as whiny or annoyed, so much as that we could all take this as a lesson. Try not to complain on Twitter. It makes you difficult to follow or appreciate on such a platform. It could make someone less likely to hire you. I always try to take the negatives of my experience and make them positive. This is one of those times. It serves to remind me of why I always attempt to say nice things about those around me- on social media or otherwise.
My internship credit finally comes to an end today. I’ve spent the last seven hours interacting with high school students, facilitating an event for them to spend the day performing, learning about my university’s program, and having fun learning about their favorite musical instrument. It’s been surprisingly fun- this coming from someone who typically is annoyed by high school students in large groups. The kids have been great, and I’m really hoping that they enjoy their experience here.
Hey Tumblr! It’s been way too long since I last wrote a post, so here I am. The past few weeks have been insane. First, a lot of stuff has began to go wrong in the shop- this includes unclear direction from student lighting designers, sets being built incorrectly… you name it, and it’s probably happened at some point. To the point of the student lighting designer- all I will say is that the situation was so dire that were he a professional and I were his superior, he would have lost his job. But he wouldn’t have been the only one fired- others have been messing up on a level equal to his. Certain behavior and sloppiness is unacceptable, and it frustrates me that we have to tolerate it.
It has also frustrated me that the way I have been treated recently by certain people (I’ll amend this by noting that they were students) has been unfair. I do not deserve to be yelled at over a headset for making a small error. I do not deserve to be ignored, or condescended to. I am not stupid, I am learning. What I think certain people realize- and I have no fear in saying this- is that I could be in a position of hiring or firing them at some point down the road. Every person that you come across deserves to be respected, and I think that some of us forget that. We forget that every person we treat unfairly remembers this treatment, and that our actions define us. We work in a field where personal opinion- unfortunate as this may be- has a large impact on whether or not we are hired. Those we have worked with years in the past can have a large say in whether or not we will get a job. Karma is a thing. Never forget it.
It’s been a while since my last update, and I’ll be the first to admit that a lot has happened. First, we had the first in a series of issues/conflicts due to the music department’s lack of communication, among other things. We didn’t realize that a soloist during the last symphony concert was going to stand so far downstage that she couldn’t properly be lit, due to her not standing in this place during rehearsals. What followed was mass confusion, and a lot of pointing fingers, and what it all boiled down to is that when our new director came in, a lot of the organizational things with rehearsals got left up to the student conductor, and no one properly indicated the needs to either her or me.
The next issue that arose is, of course, a complaint about stage lighting, because a) no one indicates a wish to adjust lighting during rehearsal b) no one actually understands how to indicate their preference and c) there was actually no real issue- there were just unnecessary complaints. As always, I am the one left to attempt to communicate these problems, and it always puts me in a difficult spot.
I know that it really isn’t anyone’s fault, but it’s quite frustrating to constantly be in the middle of things and having to resolve conflict without offending anyone… Though, on the plus side, I did get a response from a director who is well known for failing to respond to emails- the trick, apparently, aside from being vigilant in follow-up emails, is to gently suggest that you’re going to visit the person’s office the next day to discuss what you were wanting. Small victories.
I never intended to use this blog as a venting forum, but it’s quite annoying being ignored by other music majors and being treated like I don’t belong. Or I get treated like I’m unintelligent, and I’m not quite sure which is worse.
I should have posted about this a long time ago (let’s say approximately two weeks ago…), but I thought I would share my second stage managing experience. On Tuesday, February 4th, I opened the Freed Center for the Performing Arts, in order to host a DECA conference. I was able to remember all that I was taught, other than which key turned off the buzzer (I found this to be a big accomplishment, as I learned all of the process in about 30 seconds- literally), and I was able to get assistance with that. After beginning the paperwork, and discovering the pen shown above, something I’d randomly grabbed in the dark of the tool room, was from my hometown/county’s fair. My replacement came in so that I could rush off to my Tuesday morning classes. When I came back, it was the beginning of lunch break, and the students from the conference had long since been gone. I got my update about what was expected of me at the end of break, and went to go ask a few questions of my mentor, the current arts administration professor and interim director of the Freed Center. After bothering her- I mean… discussing my job, among other things, for a half an hour, I ate my wonderful lunch of pop tarts (my life is nothing if not glamorous), and went back to make sure the rest of the conference went smoothly. It went as smoothly as it could have. High school kids can be terrifying, and one of the students said something obscene to the girl running sound- WHAT else is new? So concludes my day, thoroughly grateful that I’d dropped my education major. I then rushed off to three hours of class, foisting the sending of the report and closing of Freed off onto someone else, as the conference ended right as my class began. Luckily, the class was also in Freed…
The last week has been so incredibly eventful for me. Last week, I worked in the shop for my normal four hours, doing everything from carting around lighting fixtures (going up and down the electric shop stairs approximately 30 times in two hours) to adjusting lighting to be hung. Then on Saturday I participated in the load-in for my PAC’s anniversary dance show. This was mainly a lighting hang, but I also used the lift for the first time. I was terrified to use it before this weekend, but now it might be one of my favorite tasks.
Much more importantly, I realized that someday I’m probably going to be a terrifying executive director. I have very high standards for myself and the people I work with, and I know that I’ll have to make some compromises, but it won’t be easy. I have a clear vision of how tasks should be completed, and believe that above all a performing arts center should be striving to attain perfection. Isn’t our goal to make beautiful art? It just occurs to me that people tend to put their own personal needs ahead of the good of the group, or lose focus when they attempt to get ahead in their careers, and I don’t know how to feel about that.
It’s my first time stage managing! After my initial freak out due to never having been able to work a produced event, I realized that SMing a pharmacy lecture is nothing to stress about… So now I’m going to attempt to learn something. Wish me luck!