My Love Life In Art

I think I've found the one.  She was right underneath my nose this whole time.  After years of flirting with so many different theatrical projects I have finally found The One.

We've been flirting and talking about the possibility of becoming an item but I have to admit I had my doubts that it would ever actually happen.  And who would have thought it - a sketch show.  I mean, I always thought when I fell in love it would be with a TV drama or contemporary play.  I just didn't see it coming.  But I'm the happiest man in the world.

And now I have to share some of my past lovers.  My high school sweetheart was called 'Our Country's Good'.  She was gorgeous.  It was during the summer of 2000 and at 15 I was only just discovering drama.  That summer I was sure we would last.  I thought we had something special.  But soon I found out that she had been doing exactly the same with boys all across the country.  She was on the syllabus.  Slag.

But I soon forgot about her when I came across Harold.  He was different, you know?  Intense, intelligent and had long pauses and silences during conversations.  But, alas, he wasn't for me.  He had a violent side. 

Then there was Romeo and Juliet; classically beautiful.  I had never considered a threesome before.  I didn't think it could work.  But they charmed me.  They were so passionate and poetic and I got caught up in the romance.  But our friends were always bickering and we decided it was best if we went our different ways.  Looking back I knew that it was doomed from the start. 

I decided that I needed to get away from it all.  So TIE and I went off gallivanting around the country.  At first she was fun, but she was such hard work.  Eventually I was honest with myself and I realised that I only dated her because she was easy. 

But the travelling took its toll so I relocated to London and got caught up in many relationships.  They came thick and fast but they would never last.  Abigail's Party was great fun but essentially she was destined for someone else.  Marat/ Sade was wild and experimental but essentially she was just too weird in the bedroom for me.  I thought Brecht and I were on the same level.  We understood each other.  But my friends and family just didn't understand her and in the end we fell out over our political differences.  And even though Devised Physical Theatre had a fantastic body, we just didn't speak the same language - very flexible in the bedroom though! ;-)

Then there was my first corporate film.  It's easy to get carried away by the fancy hotels and restaurants (plus the fact that she gave me a pilot's uniform).  But she dumped me when she figured out that I was only in it for the money.  So I loaded up on free hotel soaps and shampoos and we went our separate ways.

And then "Don't Tell Jimmy" came into my life.  A woman that is constantly changing; keeping me interested and on my toes.  She makes me feel young again.  She is the last thing on my mind when I go to sleep and the first thing when I wake.  And she fills the dreams in between.  I feel slightly guilty that we met when I was still with short film.  But I think short film would be happy for me.  I've finally found my soul mate.