I shot Julie Watson last week in the studio. We spent about an hour and a half together. I asked Julie to write about how she felt in the studio. Again, the post is cut into two sections.
Julie Watson 08/08/09 Contagion Experience for Tina Gonsalves Lighthouse Brighton
part two.
Tina said, ‘Okay we’re going to do sad next,’ and before I had the chance to turn around from the camera, the sadness came. It came so quickly and from such a deep space I felt as though I filled the room with this overwhelming deep grief and sadness. I felt messy and really really sorry for myself and very very lonely which made me feel even sorrier for myself. Rejection, mid-life crisis, fed up stressed out pissed off. Half of me felt the need to explain which I sort-of did, but then Tina left me to it. So I just carried on but I was still a good girl and tried to keep looking in the camera (maybe if it’s good she’ll use me and so they’ll all see I’m sad – I’ll be famous for sad!) Then as quickly as it came, it left. And I felt so much better.
Tina returned to the room and I felt like she had been my therapist and that I owed her £50 for the session. I also felt bad because I really invaded the space with all this personal stuff and I felt like Tina is so open I didn’t want to contaminate her with all this stuff! After a powder room break we carried on.
I barely remember the other emotions. Surprise was like slapstick, I couldn’t think of how I display surprise – although there’s fast surprise (what was that noise?) and slow surprise (did I really win the lottery? Are you serious?!)
Anger wasn’t fun because I just felt like I looked like my Father who used to fill the room with anger and clenched teeth. Yuk.
Disgust was also difficult – Tina was guiding me through and we were thinking about shit like in the film ‘Slum dog Millionaire’, but for some reason shit wasn’t doing it for me and I relied more on my (very dormant) acting skills.
Afterwards I walked back through town in a trance. I kept bumping into people I knew (Cue happy face!). There was 1 person I saw who I knew I could talk to about the experience and he was really understanding which was nice, and by the time I rode my bike to my friend’s Birthday party on the beach, the experience was still with me, but I felt grounded and peaceful and confident.
The experience has since stayed with me, and I still feel bad for the artist having to deal with my meltdown and was worried that she might think I’m completely nuts! She has since reassured me she doesn’t..