Jared Day 7: The Duck Painting

So this is the "duck painting". It's pretty huge, it's on green velvet and if you look closely it has what appears to be blood splattered all over it. My girlfriend and I found it on the side of the street in Boston about 9 years ago. It has hung in the living room of every place we've lived in since. It is both incredibly tacky and incredibly creepy, you know, due to the blood and all. I can't decide if I would like to know the story behind this thing or just continue to let my mind make up horrific stories.

Alison, Day 30: Got my ducks in a row.

Day 30: these are both for day 30. The pictures I took for 31 and 32 are on a different memory card -- one I forgot to bring with me today.

Anyway. Friday (jan 30), I went over to my future house to drop some stuff off and when I did, I noticed a couple stray ducks had wandered toward the house from the pond down the street. I took their pictures, but they didn't turn out too fantastically. So after doing what I'd come to do, I drove down to the pond and photographed some other ducks. These are them.




They're very wild. And very loud. And very cute. And I had every desire to feed them until I read the sign that explains why feeding the ducks is very, very, very bad for them. Now I just like to admire them from a safe distance, and through a lens.