For those who haven't heard, my working life has changed somewhat recently. This post is a little overdue, so serial television style, let's have a quick recap:
On 19th August 2013, I started work as a runner at post production company in London. One house move, one name change (the company's, not mine), three pairs of shoes (they wear down fast when you're on your feet all day), countless flat whites, even more cups of tea and almost six months to the day later, and I was offered a job as a technical operator!
On 19th August 2013, I started work as a runner at post production company in London. One house move, one name change (the company's, not mine), three pairs of shoes (they wear down fast when you're on your feet all day), countless flat whites, even more cups of tea and almost six months to the day later, and I was offered a job as a technical operator!
Yes - I sort of skipped an 'episode' - the one where I actually applied for the job. Just imagine me bumbling my way through an interview, whilst trying to recall anything vaguely useful that my brain had to offer. Then my surprise when despite this not only did they refrain from questioning my career choice, but they actually offered me the position. All caught up?
In a blog post that I never finished, I talked about how starting as a runner was keeping me humble, and I do believe that from a Christian perspective it was an important way to learn how to quite literally serve, but now I'm learning humility from a different perspective. Being the one with the most to learn. Ravensbourne seems like a another life ago, I feel like I've forgotten everything I learned there and that everything wasn't anywhere near enough in the first place.
Before I started this role I was absolutely freaking terrified. I feel a lot better now I've got started but I haven't been anywhere near the deep end yet. I don't feel as if I could never be good at this job like I did when I started as a runner, but, if you forgive the cliché, there's a mountain to climb. Tape decks have manuals that are two hundred pages long. Timecode comes in more forms then most sane people would care to know about. There's a monitor we use that flickers on and off so you can only see what you're doing about 50% of the time. As for being the only female tech-op, I think I'll leave that for a whole other blog post at some stage.
It's going to take some time to readjust my mindset from running to technical operating, get used to a new environment and start to really hit my stride - but I know I can. Not out of any inflated opinion of myself, but because of one simple fact. If God got me to a stage where I was, dare I say it, good at being a runner, something that is so far away from my natural skill-set that you'd have to catch a plane to commute between the two, then He's more than capable of reigniting a flair for something I spent three years studying. It's still going to take a lot of hard work on my part, but I'm not alone. I've had lots of people tell me that they're there if I ever get stuck on something, which is a real blessing, one of many I'm sure God has up His sleeve.
I appreciate that this post is in a very similar mood to my first 'Faith and Running' post. That's because in many ways it feels like starting again, but that's in no sense a bad thing. By starting as a runner I got to see just how far beyond our established abilities God can take us (without there being a master tape or a whole production's rushes at stake). Once again I find myself outside my comfort zone. I have an awful lot to learn, but I'm very grateful for the opportunity to learn it.
Before I started this role I was absolutely freaking terrified. I feel a lot better now I've got started but I haven't been anywhere near the deep end yet. I don't feel as if I could never be good at this job like I did when I started as a runner, but, if you forgive the cliché, there's a mountain to climb. Tape decks have manuals that are two hundred pages long. Timecode comes in more forms then most sane people would care to know about. There's a monitor we use that flickers on and off so you can only see what you're doing about 50% of the time. As for being the only female tech-op, I think I'll leave that for a whole other blog post at some stage.
It's going to take some time to readjust my mindset from running to technical operating, get used to a new environment and start to really hit my stride - but I know I can. Not out of any inflated opinion of myself, but because of one simple fact. If God got me to a stage where I was, dare I say it, good at being a runner, something that is so far away from my natural skill-set that you'd have to catch a plane to commute between the two, then He's more than capable of reigniting a flair for something I spent three years studying. It's still going to take a lot of hard work on my part, but I'm not alone. I've had lots of people tell me that they're there if I ever get stuck on something, which is a real blessing, one of many I'm sure God has up His sleeve.
I appreciate that this post is in a very similar mood to my first 'Faith and Running' post. That's because in many ways it feels like starting again, but that's in no sense a bad thing. By starting as a runner I got to see just how far beyond our established abilities God can take us (without there being a master tape or a whole production's rushes at stake). Once again I find myself outside my comfort zone. I have an awful lot to learn, but I'm very grateful for the opportunity to learn it.
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