Say hello to Melton.
Actually, say hello to Melton’s illustrated self. I met this artsy cat at the same time that I met Elissa (see ka-me-ha-me-Ha!). He’s a student at the Art Institute and freelancer cranking out kick ass illustrations. I immediately took a liking to him because of his open nature and forthcoming personality. There is a certain kindness in his eyes that I find endearing. I also like the fact that our conversations have a sense of randomness to them. Like how he enjoys bringing up the topic of forensic crime investigation whenever he can. Nothing beats talking about death and murder on a sunny day. Cue the Law and Order theme song. Ba bum..da da da da daaa. Don’t let his interest in this particular subject drive you to think he’s some sketchy dude, though.
Doesn't he look sketchy?
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve had the chance to discover some fun facts about Melton. One stands out. The fact that he used to be a Jehovah’s Witness. I repeat, used to be (not the “Michael Jackson used to be because he’s now dead”, but the “I’m alive and this religion is way too out there for me” used to be). He told me about how it was such a bizarre life experience growing up in a Jehovah’s community. Whether or not you believe in Heaven or Hell, they only believe in Heaven or Destruction. Again, in case you missed that…Heaven or Destruction. My mind did a double take on that one. I’m not going to get into it, but look it up. It’s well…interesting. Anyways, since Melton is an inquisitive creature, he simply found too many logical holes and hypocrisy in the religion and decided to leave the good times of being a Witness. He’s so mellow you wouldn’t know that he had a dual past life unless it came up in conversation.
Ahhh! Duality!
I asked Melton what trait he thought was at his very core and one word came up, Play! He simply can’t stop playing with everything around him. It’s part of his inquisitive nature and why he gravitates towards the artistic side of things. I suppose it’s why any of us artistic types are the way we are. It’s either that or we’re all completely mad as Alice. I’d like to think us artists are the truly sane ones and that society has drunk from the gigantic jug of purple berry Kool-Aid. Well, I’m glad that one of my brethren has laid off the hallucinogens of the world and found his calling. Once again, say hello to Melton.
In his full reality, non-matrix glory.
