Glenaeon Alumni - Where Are They Now?
Today we bring you a fascinating update on Brenna Hobson (93').
Brenna Hobson is Executive Director at one of Australia’s most celebrated and acclaimed theatre companies – Belvoir. During Brenna’s tenure, Belvoir has committed to international touring with productions in New York, London, Seoul, Oslo, Vienna and Amsterdam with more planned for 2014. As an independent producer, Brenna has produced Vital Organs (B Sharp), Now that Communism is Dead My Life Feels Empty (B Sharp, Seymour Centre, and Malthouse Theatre / Melbourne International Arts Festival), The Suitors (Old Fitzroy Theatre) and the documentary With Hearts and Hands.
Brenna attended Glenaeon (K-12) graduating in 1993. At school, she excelled in English Math and Modern History and recalls the many hours spent exploring the bushland setting at Middle Cove. Her career began at Belvoir 20 years ago in 1994 when she started out as an Assistant Stage Manager and was promoted to Production Manager in 1999. She is also secretary of the Belvoir St Theatre Board, and a board member of Arts on Tour as well as a member of the Seymour Centre’s Artistic Advisory Panel. Brenna holds Masters of Arts Management from the University of Technology, Sydney. She was recently appointed the Sydney Opera House Trust where she sits on the Audit and Risk Committee.How did Glenaeon influence your career choice?
It's no secret that there are a lot of Steiner kids who wind up in the arts. Evelyn Mason, my class teacher thought that I needed to burn off some energy so she suggested I do drama classes - so perhaps I can blame her! The skill that I think has been most valuable to me in my career was an ability to think laterally and to find another way to do something if the most obvious one is blocked. That sort of creative thinking is absolutely a trait that I associate with Glenaeon.
What's your favourite Glenaeon memory?
I was there for 13 years so I have lots! Certainly I have very fond memories of the grounds and the magic of being a city kid spending time in a bush (it's possible that I sometimes took a liberal approach to what did and did not constitute out of bounds). The smell of hessian still takes me back to primary school, along with water colours, shading versus outlines, walking the spiral at midwinter with a candle in an apple (one of my classmates almost lost her ponytail due to fire), and the fact that I never worked out how to explain Eurythmy to the uninitiated. There are other memories that really only land with you much later.
My favourite one of those is Jolyon Bromley who taught me extension history (class of 1!) every Thursday at 8am for all of my final year. I loved the subject but at the time I didn't really appreciate the extraordinary generosity of that act. I do now. I'm also very aware of the debt I owe to the school as a whole for waiving my school fees when my parents found themselves in financial trouble at the end of my schooling. It's a pretty amazing community.