me kissing you: me kissing Diana

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

me kissing Diana

I managed to get a couple of kisses tonight at Fieldwork, the artists workshop I participate in now and then.

Here we have playwright Diana Weeks. I think she's been doing Fieldwork for at least as long as I have been. Her spicy imagination is usually good for discussion, to say the least.

She's been inducted into the Texas Playwriting Hall of Fame.

Diana will soon have a public reading of her latest play A Stubborn Woman, at Stages Repertory Theatre, in conjunction with their full production of The Vibrator Play or in the next room. (Yes, she's that kind of playwright. I've not read or seen any part of A Stubborn Woman, but I feel safe saying you might want to hire a sitter and leave the kids at home for this one.) The reading takes place on Monday, April 2, 7pm, Stages Repertory, 3201 Allen Parkway, Suite 101
Houston, TX 77019. I bet you'll have a good time.

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aaronssongsMarch 15, 2012 at 11:34 AM
Diana is fierce. I want to be like her, when I grow up.
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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.