me kissing you: me kissing Kate

Monday, April 2, 2012

me kissing Kate

Well, dang it, I have two takes on me kissing Kate, and both of them were a little blurry. This is the better of the two, though, and since she's 3 hours away, I'm going with it.

Kate is a dancer, choreographer, teacher . . . well, I've written about the school she and Kathy Dunn Hamrick run for Dance Studio Life. Go read that. And I was in Austin to see the debut performance of her new company, Circuitous Dance/Kate Warren, and I interviewed her about that on my seldom updated Orts on Arts blog. I probably said all I need to say about her in that other blog, so I'll hold off gushing here.

Except to say that if you missed the first performances of Circuitous Dance, you should be crying. It was a wonderful show. It was thoroughly a modern dance performance, steeped in precise technique and detail, and big on the ideas and emotion. She has a group of lovely dancers who have committed to working together for 3 years and they were off to a super-fine start.

(After kissing so many Houston dancers, it was great to get to Austin and kiss a couple of dancers there, which I'll post in the next day or two . . . so, yeah, dancers seem to be the established overriding theme of this blog . . .)

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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.