Saturday, August 26, 2006

How to visit the afterlife and prolong life

There was a going away lunch yesterday for one of my company's art director's who decided she was going to pick-up camp in NYC and move back to California. It was quite a nice little family sit down for our team since we rarely take lunch, it was good to just let "loose". I literally made all 14 of us do the wave around the table, not once, but three times in her honor! I'm not sure where it came from since I'm not really a sports guy which made it even funnier for this creative group. It seemed appropriate. I also made her a piece of window art for her next gig out in LA. Now if you met her you would know she is a peaceful California spirit in her heart. Malmypal will be missed.

Sitting on my end of the table was my boss J and a few others from the creative team, one was playwright Cheryl, who is also paying the bills as copywriter and was recently pronounced alive by the state and had been dead, as far as NY was concerned, until she showed them she was not. After numerous phone calls she beat the afterlife. But where was she? Where do we go inbetween? The piece I made Malsmypal illustrated a window in time. A place we go during the living part. Four panes with her in mind: daylight, her face, buildings and iconic letter that represented the very large international business machine client we've been working on together for the past year. The piece, as long as it does not disintegrate or get thrown away, has the potential to live on. Obviously it is only a blip between the receiver and myself. I see music, writing, photography, and life this way. These are artifacts that can live on through one's ears and mind. How else can people live on? Through their children is one way or things already present in nature. In science, life expectancy can be extended to prolong enzymes that cause aging but this is not forever yet. These enzyme are present in red wine. So drink up!

I saw a man in the news the other day who is in his 90's who has been taking lots of testosterone. He looked like a body builder but his face still was somewhat weathered tan and skin on his face was tight. Strange, but my question is: Are we meant to live on?

I know I would like to see more of the story. Being able to observe the wisdom panes of life sounds like the best reality tv I can think of. Mundane for the most part but there are some golden nuggets that will surely make this journey a special one. I would even do it all over again as long as I could bring the wisdom with me. Thanks,

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