Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Those who know, come. Those who come, know.


As kids we waited expectantly for Santa or Hannukah Harry or whoever brought us toys and goodies, and on a good year a new bike. Now we buy our own toys and count the days until the first Hopper. Those who come, know. Those who know, come. I can't explain them. Won't even try. I know what the season of Hoppers means to me, but what is a Hopper to you? It's not so difficult as describing a first love, or the smell of a burning ant as boy discovers magnifying glass, but there is something nebulous, organic, difficult to sum up about a Grasshopper. Send me your description along with a photo or video clip that shows or symbolizes the experience and I'll post them from time to time. Use the email link on my profile and send as a word document.
Cheers,
Mig

1 Comments:

At 8:37 PM , Blogger Winona said...

I love this drawing. Do you know who did it? Would you mind telling me where you got it? Thanks!

 

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