Interview Me?

Occasionally the pretty pictures just aren't going to cut it and some writer/journo/producer, or whatever, wants to ask you to say a few words about that thing you do. I understand the need for this, and although I never like it, I'll do it, and will try my best to do it well. I have a few interviews under my belt now, including newspapers, magazines, radio, TV and even some film students project (Hi guys - I hope that camera worked OK!). For the most part I feel I have been adequate, and some times I'd even say I've been excellent, and then there are those times that just seem to haunt you in your sleep.

Last week I had one of my less than stellar interview moments. Maybe it was even my worst? Anyway I'll tell you about it. I was working away in the MoB Studio polishing my silver bits, listening to music and daydreaming about various things that I will not mention here(!) when the phone rang. It was a reporter from The Age. He wanted to discuss my work in relation to the below mentioned book (Cool Hunting Green). Maybe it was the sleep deprivation due to a having a sick child cough ALL night, or not being able to shake myself out of my daydreaming state fast enough, or the fact that there were other studio members present at the time, or perhaps it was just the unexpected nature of it. Whatever the problem was, the result was that I just couldn't manage to string two coherent words together. It wasn't like the questions were hard -"What materials do you use to create your pieces?" - "ahhhh" "ummmm". And it just didn't seem to get much better than that. The guy was nice too, as he had offered to call me back at a more convenient time from the beginning. Of course I said no because I really, really wanted to be in The Age (again - last time was far better)!

Tomorrow's edition of The Age should have an article about Cool Hunting Green. Various people got interviewed for the write-up so I'm not sure if I should be hoping for a mention in which I sound incredibly lame, or rather that I get no mention at all and feel relieved that at least I didn't sound incredibly lame in The Age ? Oh well, you win some, you lose some. At least the Houston Chronicle contacted me today, and thank goodness they just want some hi-res pretty pictures. Now that, I can do!

pictured above - necklace made from a 1969 Tupperware pastry sheet