me kissing you: me kissing Denise

Thursday, February 23, 2012

me kissing Denise

This is Denise. She's yet another cast member of Framing Bodies: LOVE ME. I'm going to be lazy and tell you to find all the associated links in the last post.

But about Denise. You can probably tell by her expression that she carries with her a certain joie de vivre. She's not just acting here.

I was also able to trick her into participating in a work-in-progress performance installation last fall. We moved together, improvising, inside a box taped off on the floor. There were tiny mirrors, but not enough. Hence the work-in-progress status. I have a DVD of it and I think we look rather good together. We need to find a place to do this installation again, with more mirrors and a couple of other tweaks. It seems Denise is up for again being tricked into my hair-brained performance schemes. I like that in a person. I like that a whole lot.

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about this blog . . .

So 2011 saw me dealing with a bad 2010 by posting a picture of myself, taken first thing every morning, as some kind of conceptual art project. You can see all 365 blurry, bleary photos here.

As it was, at it's core, a response to loneliness, I knew it was not something I could or should sustain beyond the one year boundary I initially set for it. But I sort of liked this photo blogging thing . . .

So I decided the next logical step was to reach out to other people. Not just reach out, but cross some of my own comfort zones and kiss them. Not on the mouth, not in a romantic or sexual way, just a kiss on the cheek.

So, this year, I plan on kissing as many people as I can. I won't even try to kiss someone everyday, but in various situations, I may just ask someone, "hey, can I kiss you and photographically document the event?" If they say no, no worries, I'll move on. If they say yes, I'll say, "I have this tiny release form granting me permission." (It is a tiny release form, postcard size.)

It's a small way to get me out of a rut I'm in and also to spread a little love. In the ancient Christian church, there was the custom of the "kiss of peace" (which survives in liturgical churches today as "passing the peace," usually signified by a handshake). I think of this exercise as something of passing the peace, too, of offering a kiss of peace to whoever will let me do it. And document it.

Wait---there's more! You can be kissed, too! If you're in the Houston area and would like to be kissed by me, let me know. Or if you're coming to Houston. Or even if you're not in Houston or coming to Houston, but want to be on a list of potential kissees, in the event that I might be traveling to where you are (I get up Austin a few times a year, I hope to get to Chicago this year, etc.), let me know that, too. you never know where I might pop up. Email me at neilellisorts (at) yahoo dot com.