I was given the amazing opportunity to assist Matthew Dunster on this production as part of my MA in Theatre Directing. Check out the trailer (above) and click here to book.
Wednesday 27 June 2012
A Midsummer Night's Dream - Regent's Park Open Air Theatre
I was given the amazing opportunity to assist Matthew Dunster on this production as part of my MA in Theatre Directing. Check out the trailer (above) and click here to book.
Sunday 24 June 2012
Why this wee Scottish lassie should have supported England
One of the first lessons I learned as a child growing up in Scotland was that you never support England in football. Ever. Despite the fact that our own national team rarely qualifies for any championship and despite England being our neighbours and a fellow country of Britain.
The United Kingdom, really isn't so united.
So, tonight as we watched the England vs Italy quarter final on a massive screen at my church I was, naturally, supporting Italy. Every step of the way I wanted Italy to win and every time the ball went into England's possession I could feel myself tensing up. But when Italy eventually won, instead of being happy I just felt empty and hollow as I watched my church family leave in dismay. I wanted them to be celebrating - even if that meant England winning.
It got me thinking about Romans 12:15
Be happy with those who are happy, and weep with those who weep.
Whatever the outcome of the match tonight I was going to be in opposition to the vast majority of the people I was with. In opposition to my family whom I love. And why? For nothing other than foolish pride.
It shouldn't be about where I am from, it should be about living in the present and where I am now. That's not to say if Scotland were playing England I should support England because I now live south of the border, but tonight I had no legitimate reason not to join with my family in supporting England. What use is winning when no one around you wants to celebrate with you? And, because I had openly been supporting the other team, my words of commiseration carried no weight of integrity. So, what did my supporting Italy achieve?
It set me apart and outside of community.
It seems to me that perhaps, because of my stupid pride, I lost out worse than England tonight.
The United Kingdom, really isn't so united.
So, tonight as we watched the England vs Italy quarter final on a massive screen at my church I was, naturally, supporting Italy. Every step of the way I wanted Italy to win and every time the ball went into England's possession I could feel myself tensing up. But when Italy eventually won, instead of being happy I just felt empty and hollow as I watched my church family leave in dismay. I wanted them to be celebrating - even if that meant England winning.
It got me thinking about Romans 12:15
Be happy with those who are happy, and weep with those who weep.
Whatever the outcome of the match tonight I was going to be in opposition to the vast majority of the people I was with. In opposition to my family whom I love. And why? For nothing other than foolish pride.
It shouldn't be about where I am from, it should be about living in the present and where I am now. That's not to say if Scotland were playing England I should support England because I now live south of the border, but tonight I had no legitimate reason not to join with my family in supporting England. What use is winning when no one around you wants to celebrate with you? And, because I had openly been supporting the other team, my words of commiseration carried no weight of integrity. So, what did my supporting Italy achieve?
It set me apart and outside of community.
It seems to me that perhaps, because of my stupid pride, I lost out worse than England tonight.
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