It’s always a treat to see some Green-wings. We jumped a bunch of 7 or so on a float trip last fall – the emerald green speculums flashing in the low afternoon sunlight will stay with me forever.
I hope this posture combines this little Drake’s grace with some tension. He is thinking about preening but needs to make sure everything is well with the world first. And, although I did not drop the wing, I did exaggerate the speculums so their patches of iridescence would balance those on the headdress. Finally, as with all of my wooden birds, he is hollowed with fairly thin walls – so he tips the scale at about 7 ounces.
Necks twisted so severely open up opportunities for experimenting with the contours and shapes. Every part of this bird is fun to paint but achieving the multi-layered look of the breast spots is a special challenge.
I carved this decorative pair for my parents in 1990. To my eye, the form of a sleeping duck is one of the most elegant in nature.
Although she is a so-called Sleeper, she is not ltting her guard down. The Drake gives me a chance to “fake” some iridescence.
This little gunner is made from Balsa with a White Pine head and a plastic tail insert.