On my first grade report card, my teacher wrote something along these lines in the comments section: “Very bright child, but fearful of trying new things.”
Mrs. Atkins hit the nail on the head. I was a bright child, and I was also an anxious and self-conscious child–fearful, yes, fearful of failure, fearful of humiliation, fearful of making a fool out of myself. Over time, I improved, but it wasn’t easy. A lot of important things in life aren’t.
But it’s important to keep doing those tough things if we want to keep growing.
Richard Armitage has kept doing those tough things over the years. I honestly don’t know very many 17-year-old kids who would go off alone to a foreign country to work as he did to obtain his Equity card. I don’t know that many people who have a fear of water, as he does, who would keep auditioning for roles requiring him to be in water–in a mini-sub no less–and volunteer to be water-boarded to add to the realism of his performance not once, but twice. He keeps learning, keeps working, keeps growing. He keeps facing the fear and doing it anyway.
The man who was nervous about riding the spirited Richie ended up looking like he’d been born in the saddle. The man who joked about shaving his head to get rid of his “medieval mullet” was instead given extensions–and boy, did he make them work, baby. Throw major script twists and character overhauls at him–and he takes it all in stride.
I admire Richard so much for so many reasons beyond his beauty and charm and talent and sexiness. As Servetus said in a recent post at her blog, Guy is a durable character. And he was wonderfully crafted by a durable human being named Richard Armitage.
I am a long, long way from being a high-tech person. But sitting in my first Photoshop Elements class tonight, I realized I didn’t suffer from Technologically Impaired Syndrome (TIS) to the extent I once did. “A few years ago, I couldn’t get you near a computer,” my husband said when we got home tonight. “And now–I can’t keep you away from one.”
This will seem quite ridiculous to some of you, but I honestly had this fear of the darned things (computers) blowing up on me. When “fatal error” appeared, I half-way expected men in black ops gear would come crashing through the windows with large weapons, ready to do me in.
If I hadn’t started taking those computer baby steps years ago, and then learned more through my job, and lots from trial and error–well, where would I be?
Probably not blogging, that’s for danged sure. And think of all I would have missed out upon . . . Richard is not just my creative muse, and a grand one. He is also my mentor. The things you can learn from a lad from Leicestershire.
Screencaps from RANet, Keep Calm photo from Flicker.com