11″ x 14″


Early each morning I sit on the couch with my daughter Vivian wrapped in my robe and drink coffee and we listen to an audio recording of the Epic of Gilgamesh. On the back of this wooden panel is written what Gilgamesh kept saying when he was startled awake in the Forest of Cedars. I love the cadence of these questions and the confusion upon waking of a demigod so many generations ago.

Did you call me?
Why am I awake?
Did you touch me?
Why am I so upset?
Did a god pass?
Then why do I feel so weak?


  1. jdwg October 30, 2013 at 4:31 pm #

    Fantastic. I really enjoyed your Lou tribute piece too. Take those coffee sips dear friend, with le Viv contigo.
    X to the O yo 🙂

  2. Noah October 30, 2013 at 4:41 pm #

    Thanks, Jaime, the workaday is all over the place, Lour Reed one day, Gilgamesh the next. Vivi says hey (in the form of sticking out her tongue).