Vancouver
You can read Erik’s version of the whole thing here. He’s going to study classical animation for a year at the VanArts school. Given how much his drawing skills improved from taking a month long class a few years back, this is a brilliant opportunity for him.
I’m excited and terrified at the prospect of moving, I think we both are. I spent a few days in Vancouver with Erik and loved it. It’s a very fit city, very dog-friendly, good arts scene and of course it’s part of a country that worships the same Queen as me. On the down side, it rains a lot, gets dark early and can be bloody cold in the winter. But then again, it also has pubs and newsagents that sell British boiled sweets.
I love the idea of taking off on another adventure together. It’s been almost 7 years to the day since we left London and we both feel like we’re in a bit of a rut. My actorly brother, Miles Gallant, was quoted during this year’s Edinburgh Festival saying: ‘We have two choices in life; to be bored or to be frightened.’ Although he lied a lot when we were kids, I think he’s right in this case. I’m most proud of myself for the times when I took a risk, when I did the old ‘feel the fear and do it anyway’ thing, even if it didn’t always work out. Actually that’s not true - I’m never proud of the times when I fail, I look upon those moments with self-loathing and contempt. Especially every Monday night after improv class.
My big concern about all this is what I will be doing in Vancouver while Erik’s being all studentish. We’ll still have some 2badmice projects and I hope to get some acting and voiceover work, although the accent won’t be such a novelty. Perhaps I should start brushing up on my Texan? (texan accent, not the dude from Bugtussle). Hilarious.
I’m sure I’ll keep doing stand-up - Vancouver has a pretty decent comedy scene, as does Canada as a whole and Seattle’s somewhere around there. I’ll also have more of an opportunity to work on sketch comedy and produce some short films. Ok, so I haven’t done that in the whole time we’ve lived in Austin, but maybe I just need a bit of rain and gloom to inspire me instead of all this damn sunshine.
I’m most worried about being lonely out there and becoming a bit of a wifely drain on Erik. I don’t claim to be especially sociable and when we moved to Austin, one of the hardest things for me was making new friends, especially since we worked from home. I took an odd assortment of classes just to be in an environment with other people. And now that I have some really close friendships, it’s hard to imagine being away from them for a year. So I’ve taken to telling people that I’m only going to Vancouver for 6 months which doesn’t seem anywhere near as bad, until I remember that means being apart from Erik for 6 months. Damn you, consequences of my choices.
I think I’ll just stick my head in the sand till January.