An artist at the Women’s Institute Auditions
Last September I applied to audition to get into the WI’s little yellow book of speakers, then got busy and forgot about it, until this August I received a “confirmation of attendance at an audition”. My topic was “Is art/drawing/painting relevant to me?”
The day had arrived. I set off, using my satnav. I got through the early morning traffic and found the hall. I met the organiser and also, a member of The Federation of Women’s Institute, who had travelled down for the auditions – I felt like doing a curtsey – she was very regal.
I was the first speaker out of 10 auditions. The hall had row upon row of chairs set out. I set up my easel, while 70 ladies greeted each other, were given forms with boxes to tick and cups of tea to sip. The Chairperson arrived, and I felt the urge to curtsey again – what is it with these women? They had a new microphone and I asked if there was a panel pin mike. No one knew how to work it, as it was still in it’s bag, so I unpacked it, inserted a battery and got it working, while chatting to the Federation Member – she was lovely – quite a character, under all that royal presence.
The Chairperson put me in the Green Room, and yes it was painted green, while she did a Welcome speech and instructions on how to judge my performance…..my nerves were getting the better of me! I would have liked to see what was written on that form!
I was called forward and stood, like a school girl before the assembly of 70 stern women who had their arms folded, while she read out an introduction taken from my website. I felt like hanging my head in shame but stood instead with a fixed grin on my face.
I am used to talking to crowds so I introduced myself, and spoke a bit about what it was like growing up in Africa – woollen winter school uniforms with awful woollen knickers, which brought nods of agreement and hoots of laughter when I described how dreadful they were to wear – especially in the heat of Africa.
Then I got going and I handed out paper, charcoal and got 10 “lucky” people to draw along with me. I had asked for a show of hands as to who thought that they could not draw or paint? Almost every hand went up, and then I challenged their attitude and told them that I could prove that art was technique driven, and that anyone could succeed at it.
I drew a vase, and they drew along with me, and I showed them how to achieve symmetry. I had loosened up as a speaker and was enjoying it – I got them to laugh at their attempts and to clap at their results….even the lopsided ones, but all too soon I had run out of the 15 minutes that I had been allocated. I got everyone who had drawn along with me to hold up their drawings – there were some good results! We got a big round of applause.
I thanked them and Mrs Chairperson, who was seated behind me, stop watch in hand. I had to pack up in a flurry, collect the charcoal up and leave. I was escorted back into the Green Room, where the next speaker was waiting.
I hope they enjoyed it, I did. The WI Yellow book for 2012….a letter will arrive one day in the post with my results in it.