DUCKLING GOING TO WATER is the last of an edition of 10, bronze on slate or wood, 45 cm long. I hatched out a family of Runner Ducks from a broody hen. They were a delight to watch but a puzzle to their stepmother. Like most free pets they came to a sticky end. Some were eaten by a fox, others choked from grazing on grass which was too long.
It seems sensible to put my most unpopular sculpture under my most popular one.
It is made in resin bronze, plus odd bits, and is mounted on a slice of green marble. It is likely to be unique.
I made it after the RSPC produced a report on the ethics of hunting and fishing in 1979. The evidence from the scientists proved fish have the same nerve endings in their cheeks as we humans have – and presumably dogs.
It seems a happy, harmless sight, seeing people peacefully fishing by ponds and rivers. They usually carefully return the caught fish, but I do feel sorry for the fish.