Ducky Desk Friend
This little duck desk mate came about from three different inspirations and is now Ducky Desk Friend!
- In Grad School, we would get frustrated with faculty and B.S. that we saw around us. One night a couple friends of mine and I started plotting pranks that we never actually did, but we laughed talking about them. One was to release three live ducks into the building; each labeled 1, 2, and 4 respectfully. The idea was to see how long it would take our professors to realize there was no Duck #3.
- Also, in Grad School there was a very, very long and winding hallway. A friend had a desk in his studio that faced the door and the longest/straightest stretch of hallway. On a particularly frustrating day, he was having a rough time dealing with the stress (I feel like finals were looming) and I asked him to close his eyes and imagine a duck waddling. He smiled. Then I said, “okay, when you open your eyes, see that waddling duck walking down that hallway.” And that became one of our stress relievers, because who can’t smile when seeing a duck waddle?
- Many months later I was working a job where one of my coworkers was increasingly difficult. Just didn’t listen, did her own thing, and was just rude. I was stationed in a room with a window where I could watch her. (Just the job, not something creepy.) One morning I was volunteering in a kids ceramics class and they were making birds. I knew I had to go and deal with this difficult person later, so my bird became a duck. And my little duck, whom I named Drake Mallard (after Darkwing Duck), came with me that night and as my coworker pranced around I would make Drake chase her around from my window perch. What ever gets you though the day, right?
So, Drake is a just a couple of pinch pots. He was fully formed rather quickly, but his feathers took time. I applied layers and layers of small, short strokes of colorful under-glazes. This gave a great amount of depth to his coloring than had I just painted him brown. A big number 3 is in bright purple on his chest.
Drake sits on my desk now as a reminder to smile and that I can release my frustrations in ways that don’t affect my job performance or someone else. He’s my little desk hero.