The Los Angeles Lunar Society will meet again the evening of the coming full moon, Sunday the 18th of September, 2005. The new member to be tapped will be brought into the society that evening. Since the new member is a male, according to Lunar Society custom he will drink a snifter of XO French cognac one teaspoonful at a time from the most recently tapped female member's navel.
A few people have asked me about the society. The ranks are strictly limited to fine artists and filmmakers, with one new prospective member "tapped" each six months. Each member is given $15,000 in cash to spend however they like and an antique grandfather clock.
The lunar society clocks are each synchronized five minutes ahead, to emphasize our separateness from the world, and to illustrate our belief that artists are always slightly ahead of the rest of culture.
The society meets during the full moon and travels in a small flotilla of boats by moonlight from Venice Beach to our clubhouse in Malibu, returning at dawn. Our bylaws, rites and meeting minutes are largely kept secret to further emphasize the special and arcane nature of an artist's cultural position, and to strengthen by our pledge of silence the bonds between our artist members.
Image above from a Waltham grandfather clock's lunar phase plate. All Lunar Society clocks are Waltham clocks.
I'm part of a somewhat different Moon Party. (It's called the Moon Walk, so no boats allowed.) We meet every full moon, as the group has for over 8 years, to go up Runyon Canyon (part of Griffith Park) to the tippy top with a view and a couple of benches. And there we party, with drink and food. (more drink than food, if you know what I mean.) (no smoking up there, however.)
We have a special permit to be there, for this one night a month. And keys to the park. Since it's closed with locked gates at dark, we have the entire park to ourselves!
This is a motley Moon group. I call it my feelgood group; mostly actors, directors, theater folk. No one asks what you do, and everyone is very warm and friendly. (2 weddings have resulted from the group so far!) Kind of like a very small Burning Man, without the flames.
If you want more details, email me.
PS. No clocks, but a good number of us wear wristwatches. Not that we look at them.
Posted by: Donna B | Wednesday, September 07, 2005 at 06:24 PM