Of the bee-holder.
I’m Meliss, barely short for Melissa which means honey-bee.
The name was carefully selected for me,
of which I appreciate.
This film short is dedicated to the car load of people who told me
from their car
into my date’s car
at a red light in Philly
that I had really cool eyes.
Big Huge Grin!
The person from the back seat said it
and all the other people in the car,
guys and girls,
said out loud
"Yeah, she does."
"Yeah, they are really cool."
I wish I would have gotten out of his car and into theirs.
They seemed like more fun than he turned out to be.
Who does that?
What kind of a group of people stops at a red light and out loud to the person compliments someone in another car?
A f**king fun group I’ll tell you that!!
I’d love to be with a group of people who complimented people in other cars at red lights.
**Some time passes**
And now I am returning from doing lots of art
and working on this piece of art as an escape from a dramatic-emotional-voyage to no-where that got started somewhere else.
I’ve returned to say,
part of the lesson of this video is about LAYERS.
Layers can be your Best-ee!
I started making this film short several years ago.
And I had a video complete,
but never shared it.
Guess it wasn’t done.
I’ve learned through making other videos and film shorts,
new stuff to do,
Layers I can add,
that several years ago,
I had NO clue how to do.
Layers have brought it from a video of a self-portraiture session I did with Me.
To something much more artistic
Some people would say I am beautiful.
I receive it.
I think my face creates beautiful angles and my eyes shine with the light of my soul.
And I have learned from Tyra Banks to smize and to capture the light on my face.
She taught me to be my own model.
That’s enough to get some good shots, eh?
is it perfect?
Would film peeps see flaws in it?
Do I care?
I wanna say:
if you want pictures that shine with your personal beauty,
experiment until you find them.
They will be tucked into the cracks of the layers of the work that you put into it.
I’ve worked hard to get here.
And I’m gonna celebrate it.
I SHARE WITH PEOPLE WHAT I BELIEVE THEY WILL FIND VALUE IN,
what I have found value in.
If it happens to be about an experience I had with You and You get brought up.....
Hey, my condolences,
but get over it.
Go live your life.
Why don’t you get so busy in your own life,
that you don’t even sweat it.
I wish you’d have such a wonderful life that you would FORGET about me.
I give you permission.
FORGET ABOUT ME.
I don’t matter.
Hey, I’m the mailman’s kid anyways,
so I never was part of the crowd.
Just pretend I died!
I might as well have
becuase I am living in Eden - which is so much like Heaven one could want no more.
Well.....it would be cool if Eden would have a sewing machine I can write with and draw flowers and such with and also a dressmakers form and a typewriter......
Having a wish list is good thing.
It’s not good to ‘have’ everything you want.
Sometimes I think I have enough because I like what I have so much.
I wish the same for everyone.
So we could all be happy in our lives.
Joyce Meyer says we need "backbone, not wishbone."
I just looked at the clock and it was 11:18.
I’m stealing Katy Perry's words:
They don't understand you.
You're from a whole nother world,
a different dimension.
I strong identify with that song.
~some magick from my journey~
One day at the library I told my friend Addison about my experience of being,
"the mailman’s kid."
He suddenly pointed to a book behind my head on the shelf, then got up, saying he’d just read this book and wanted to ask me what I thought about it.
He told me it was all about a bird having a daughter with the mailman and what happened to this half-bird, half-girl chick.
I said, "OMG, you mean She was THE MAILMAN’S KID? Wasn’t that just what I said I was?"
He said, "Yes, you did."
I had to read the book.
It was really weird, a very-very strange tale,
but also really, Really encouraging and inspiring to me and my artistic journey.
Putting this out there has me feeling Fear.
But of what I cannot tell you.
um, how about this:
When people start saying things that Actually Kill You,
I’ll worry about their judgement then.
I’ve already been called a zero
and a loser....
And probably ugly
and, welp, I’m still alive
and a hell of a lot of Happy.
That’s the other lesson of this video:
Don’t not do something like this because you are afraid of the judgement of others.
That’s just plain ol’ silly.
Live your life doing the things you want to do even if people think it’s completely pointless.
In an article about Peter Beard (master art journaller),
the writer said, "Beard confessed to me, ‘It’s funny that the two things I love most – collecting stones and doing dairies – are equally meaningless.’ Meaningless? These yearly diaries are the inspiration of virtually all young journal makers today."
Sometimes you should still do that something even if you’re the one who thinks it’s completely pointless.