White Wedding to the Sun Photos

White Wedding to the Sun Photos

White Wedding to the Sun Homily

White Wedding to the Sun Homily

It’s My Pleasure

By Tommy Toxic

It’s my pleasure,
It’s yours as well.
Rhythms, sounds,
Eternal time,
Tick, tick, ticking down.
Centuries pass,
Day’s disconnected.
I love and whisper gently,
You do not listen,
You drill and bomb,
Pound and crush,
Filled with fear,
You rush, rush, rush,
Run, run, run,
To your square little shelters,
And lock the doors.
Separate from your self,
Let alone the others.
Cover me with concrete,
And feel my flesh no more,
And harden your resolve.
We are not separate,
Nor ever have we been.
Though you gloat in triumph,
There is nothing here to win.
Have you listened to the butterfly,
Moving through the wind?

SWOOSH

SWOOSH

SWOOSH

Did you hear the mountain, growing?
Did you see the swimming polar bear?
Searching for the land,
That once was… there.

Another day is dawning,
Try to look around.
I am not a concept.
Life is more profound.
I am your lover,
And need you to relate.
Lay next to me,
In greenery.
Feel my breathing,
In the wind.
Pray for my sweet moisture,
As I feed you once again.
Pleasure this organ here (pats head)
Open up our consciousness,
So both can start to mend.
This would be my pleasure,
Again and again and again.
With thoughtfulness and caring,
No time left to pretend.
Nothing here is separate.
All is still connected,
This must be protected.
Always we be lovers,
Always be we friends.
On this our mere existence,
Totally depends.
Now,
It must begin,
And begin again.
This time keep it going,
And never, ever,
Let it end.

White Wedding to the Sun Vows

White Wedding to the Sun Vows

Silver wedding of the Sun Photos

We, Beth & Annie, officiated wedding vows between all of our guests/witnesses and the Sun. These vows were largely improvised.

Beth: Does anyone here object to the union between the people here and the SUN? Speak now or forever hold your peace.

(Mariko Passion does pepper spray performance.)

Annie: NOW WE ARE READY TO MAKE OUR VOWS. FOR THOSE
OF YOU WHO WOULD LIKE, PLEASE JOIN US. To call on the spirit
and energy of the sun, rub your top chakra, the top of your head. Feel the
suns rays coming into your body, penetrating your pores. What would we do
without our beloved Sun? Feel the Sun on your body…

Beth: There are three parts to the vows. Say “I do” after any of the vows
YOU choose to make and can keep.

Annie: Do you promise to love, honor and take pleasure with the Sun?

All: I DO!

Beth: Do you promise to use sunscreen?

All: I DO.

Annie: Do you promise to educate yourselves about global warming and
environmental issues?

All: I DO

Beth: To remember your vows each day you will have rings. May we have
the rings please? (Two young ring bearers give everyone a ring from a
white basket. Everyone puts on their rings.)

Beth and Annie: We now pronounce you married to the sun! You may now
kiss the sun! May you and the sun be happy forever.

(All kiss and hug.)

Beth and Annie: Now lets get back down to the Earth and all pleasure Bernal Hill, the planetary clitoris. You can lay on the ground, or stay standing and massage the hill with your feet. You can rub it with your hands, or simply exchange energies with it. Or just watch. (People pleasure the hill.)

Beth and Annie: Now lets spend a few moments basking in the afterglow.

(Silence)

Beth and Annie: Thank you all so much for coming. Let’s go get breakfast and coffee!

Artists’ Statement

Artists' Statement

WE, ARTIST-BRIDES, ELIZABETH STEPHENS & ANNIE SPRINKLE, WILL CELEBRATE TWO PURPLE WEDDINGS THIS FALL 2010.

WE DID IT! On December 18th, 2004 at our Red Wedding #1 in NYC, we vowed to explore love through art for seven years. This commitment, the 'Love Art Laboratory,' will come to an end this December 18th, 2011. We also made a vow to have a wedding every year for seven years, because we were forbidden to get legally married, a war that we were against had begun, and we believed that art that generated love could help change the world. Well, we had had fourteen fabulous weddings; we married our community, got legally married in Canada as part of a theater festival, married the Earth, Sky, Sea, Moon, Appalachian Mountains, rocks, and coal. We did this in six different countries and close to three thousand people participated. It was a glorious, really fun experience. We created spaces for our communities to celebrate our love for each other and the Earth. The outpouring of generosity was phenomenal.

WE MADE OUR PROJECT SEVEN YEARS LONG WHEN PERFORMANCE ARTIST LINDA MONTANO INVITED US TO USE THE ART/LIFE STRUCTURE SHE CREATED FOR HER 14 YEARS OF LIVING ART. Each year was devoted to the theme and color of a chakra. Linda's guidelines made for a magical experience.

WHEN, IN OUR GREEN YEAR, WE MARRIED THE EARTH, OUR LIVES TOOK A RADICAL TURN. We became ecosexuals, and took the Earth as our lover! We found ourselves wanting to help stop environmental destruction. We now see this as our life's work--doing ecosex art, theory, practice and activism. We aim to make the environmental movement a little more sexy, fun and diverse to entice others to love the Earth more too. Next year we will launch a new web site, sexecology.org, and dedicate ourselves to building the ecosex movement.

THROUGH THE PROCESS OF DOING THE LOVE ART LAB, WE HOPED WE WOULD LEARN MORE ABOUT LOVE...BUT IT'S STILL A BIG MYSTERY. However, what we do know, is that our love for each other, for you, for animals, all living things, and for our whole planet has grown and continues to grow each and every day to Universal proportions. It feels really great and it fuels our desire to make the world a more love filled place.

WE WILL END THIS BLESSED CHAPTER OF OUR LIVES WITH A CLOSING CEREMONY IN OUR HOMETOWN OF SAN FRANCISCO. What is ending in your life? We'll make it official, together. Endings can be great. Then, as the new day dawns, we will marry the Sun, in holy and irreverent matrimony. We would all die without the Sun. Lets appreciate all his blessings, and vow to love him until death as does on part. To consummate the marriage, we'll do something very dirty--we'll pleasure the planetary clitoris together, with our feet, hands, tongues, and bodies. Fifteen weddings and a petite mort. Sun, Sun, Sun, here we come!

ELIZABETH STEPHENS & ANNIE SPRINKLE
DECEMBER 2011