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Monday, December 03, 2012
MY DRUG DUCK
Drawing number two – a duck with a thyroid problem. I wanted to draw a plain duck but it came out like this. I also drew a man, like a body building type, with lots of body hair but his head came out shit. I seem to be having problems with heads and facial features. The duck body felt sort of o.k. but then I had to draw the eye and that's where the problems came in.
This duck with the thyroid problem is happy nonetheless. People think this duck is on drugs but it merely has a thyroid problem. It lives in the wee lake at the Houghton golf course. Once it crossed two busy roads and managed to find it's way to the Old Eds sports ground. It was with some other ducks as well. They all had a goji berry smoothie at Kauai, bowled a few spinners in the nets, and then went back.
Ducks are like that sometimes, a bit irresponsible.
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