Saturday, June 30, 2007
A Letter and a Monkey
On my porch there are a bunch of unopened boxes that are addressed to my girlfriend Judy c/o me. I have them stacked out there waiting to be boxed and sent to her, in Sydney. Basically they are items she won on ebay and had shipped to me to send off...so I'm a little tardy.
So yesterday I was talking to her to her on the phone and she was asking about a certain package; I went out and started opening some of these boxes. I begin with a large one on top, not noticing the label on the box.
I look inside and I see a toy Monkey with cymbals and a hat...just like the kind I make reference to in my book (its in the section of the Madagascar myth). At this pointI realized that this was not for Judy, but rather for me. I look at the label and sure enough, it's for me. Quickly I pile through the box to find some sort of clue of it's source and "viola" in the very bottom of the box I found the most amazing handwritten letter.
With permission of the author I will post it:
Dear Michael I hope this letter (and gift) finds you in a content and inspired state of being, that it can be used to its fullest potential (I am referring to this gift I packed for you). You do not know me yet, but hopefully now you will. My mother and I read your book; I have to say I love they way it was put together, it was very creative. I appreciated the myths and "Notes from an Alchemist" because I myself, am very interested in magic, fantasy, mystery, myths, etc., although, I'm truly into a darker fantasy world. Like "Phantom of the Opera". When I read that you didn't yet have a "cymbal clapping monkey", and that you would like to have one, I thought of the one from "Phantom of the Opera" that sat in the cage at the circus, clapping its hands in a very haunting manner. I just had to get it, because it reminded me of that monkey. But don't let it haunt you, Let it inspire you. Aso, remember: don't feed it after midnight, and it has to avoid bright lights (all the same rules from "Gremlins". If you haven't seen the movie you won't know the rules). Caution: don't let the sight on the box that reads - Requires 2 D batteries,- fool you, it's a tricky thing. My mother and I love your work, and I am now trying to make pieces more like yours. I would truly like , well, my mom and I would truly like to take one of your workshops. Personally, I'd just love a reason to go to Montana, anyway. I've always wanted to go there. Tell me next time you're teaching there, if you are, and I'll try to come. It'll have to be ciao for now, but remember, please, whatever you do, don't feed it it after midnight; street peddlers know what they're talking about; they sent me the list of the rules, but I have seemed to misplaced it. I'll call you if I find it. I'll call you if I find it. Some day my mother aspires to own one of your pieces. She is also a fan.
Sometimes, if you're lucky, something happens that reminds you that the universe can be an amazingly beautiful place. In my case, this box and this letter reminded me of the real reason I create art and that is to find my humanity and to help me connect with others on this planet. In the hustle and bustle of the day, it is quite easy to forget the most important things in life. Thanks Kiah for refreshing my memory, and thanks for your kindness. This gift will have always have very special place of honor in my home.