Duck Day

Duck Day – acrylic + wax on linen, 2007.

My cousin lives in Hampton, and the other day as we were talking on the phone she looked out the window to see a mother duck taking her babies for a walk down the street in the rain.  How fantastic!  In Melbourne – where it’s quite built up to see a lovely thing like that.  I was quite envious.

I do like ducks (not for dinner).  I love their waddle, their powerful little legs and feet, that supreme curve under their beak, the way a drake’s tail curves and curls, seeing tiny little duckling – no more than a fistful battling the elements to keep up with mother.

Reminds me all how powerful we can be.  If a duck can do it – so can we.