"Live Life like a Party! Anywhere. Anytime. BE the fullest of you. Enjoy. Play. Dance. Sing. Most of all..LOVE! Love yourself! Love what you do. LOvE someone and everyone! Love your music. LoVe your soul! For you only live once. Be the love and Joy." - buzzed by Bee
Well..finally I got my butt down in front of my mac and my new orange notebook on my table, trying to get into some kind of "trance" so I can get into that precise right frame to conceptualize the upcoming shoot for quirky robot stuff. Forcing for ideas has never really work for me. Because if it didn't come, it just didn't. So I try to get myself into play mode. Switch channel to the bee who loves to play, the outdoor, the women, the sexy woman, the cute blue chick, the beach, the sea, the dream of fantasy kiss on a hot air balloon with the tribes dance for me in the desert, the rainbow on my hair, the hug of old granny and pops, the running against edge of the cliff, the speed of a bike, riding in the rain, the non stop beats of music that colors the beach, the sky and the bees and birds (Imagine pink bee and purple bird), running along a coast of a no man land, with nothing but maybe a bird grinning, enjoying the red peppers, yellow peppers, green chilies in my martini drink with lime of course and salt, the sweat and tears oozing down my body, the chili chill that ripples down my spines, I laugh, dancing to the drum beats of the tribes, I sing, on top of my voice some language that I didn't know, everyone follows, we are happy, we hug, we go for a skinny dip (everyone, young and old, fat and skinny, white, black, brown), we are joy, we are love, there is no separation between you and me, we make merry, we live now like a party because life is either a life long party or a life long tug of war, you decide. Indulge in cakes, play with the cream, draw a white mustache on your love, smell the coffee or the wine, taste the secret of chocolate and be mesmerized, paint the walls with your colors, draw something on your door, anything, hug a tiger, lay on a panda, parrot a parrot saying I love you, Listen to the whispers of couples in love, the birds chirping, the flipping of pages of book as the wind blows, the foot steps on sand and water, the butterfly flaps its wings, watch the snail chewing on leaves at your feet, the rain drops on your window, the egg sizzles in your pan, everything has a voice. So do you. Know your voice. Let it sing.
