The title of this post was uttered by a friend of The Real Charlie's at a baby shower in response to an abundance of ducky-themed clothing. But the trendy appeal of the ducky has now transcended the realm of baby clothes and found its way into contemporary art. I'm not kidding.
My office building has an arrangement with the DeCordova Museum in which the museum supplies art from its collection to display in the lobby and in offices. The art changes every six months or so. The most recent set of paintings on display in the lobby is a series of still lifes featuring lemons and duckies in highly symmetrical arrangements, often on garish tablecloths.
(I neglected to note the artist's name, but I will do so tomorrow and update the post to give her credit for her work.)
The paintings are innocuous enough, but in quanitity there is something rather creepy about their highly ordered arrangements. Stare at the painting above long enough, for example, and you start to percieve an evil clown face grinning at you from the floral background.
Or maybe that's just me.
Still: Duckies and lemons?