Like Rip Van Winkle

[a sculpture I made 20 years ago]

I think I feel like Rip Van Winkle did upon waking from his 40 year slumber in the forest. Like Rip, I feel like I've been gone for awhile, it's a little discombobulating.


Unlike Rip I don't have moss in my hair, birds in my beard, and a moldy hat.

No toadstools growing out of my rifle stock (no rifle for that matter)...

nor vines sprouting around me.

Its good to have patient friends waiting for you when you return from a very long, very fitful sleep.

I think I'd like to stay up for awhile.