At 47 I was a little (understatement) surprised to have my work day as a database administrator, trainer and designer interrupted by an Inter Cerebral Hemorrhage better known as a Stroke.
I was lucky and a few months later found myself back at home needing to find some way of keeping myself out of mischief. I decided to give the database work away and go back to a media (I used to work for Village Roadshow many moon ago) audio/video production based career.
My first project required narration and off I went. It was kinda fun and so I decided to add VO to my list of skills to develop. The first project was recorded in the back of my VW van, at a quiet spot in the hills that surround Canberra - or at least it started out quiet. Sitting in the van, cans on and juggling my Mac, Tascam and trying to keep the boom stand from falling over I became aware of a strange background noise. I was facing into the van with my back to the sliding door, looking through the opposite side window at the idyllic green (it was winter) fields, valleys and gum-tree studded hills near Uriarra Crossing. Then I turned round. In the hour or so since I had parked and started recording, the paddock behind me had filled with several hundred sheep, sheep who were very determined to make themselves heard! Time to move along and find a less sheepy spot to finish the script.
All in all I was pleased with my first attempt and decided two things. One: I needed an isolation room/booth/studio if I was going to do this again** and Two: I needed to find some way of learning the craft that didn't involve international travel. The first item is currently being addressed, I have a new slab of LEVEL concrete (2m x 2.4m) in the middle of my garage and wall construction should start next week. The second point is very much a work in progress too. I have corresponded with some great people and am slooowly putting some plans together.
So here I am, looking forward to making a fool of myself by asking all sorts of dumb questions but at the end of the day hoping to have at least some of my creative urges satisfied - and who knows a little cash wont go astray either.