I have to preface this first set with a bit of background. Jen and I had just arrived at our local, downtown park, Big Spring. We had begun our photo shoot and just gotten warmed up, when we noticed that we were being followed . . . stalked, even. And who might this creeper be, you ask? None other than this most viciously loathsome, wholly nefarious, and foully devious . . .
|Archie the Evil Duck|
So, here we were walking along the bridge, taking photographs, and generally frolicking when Jen's stalker duck arrived. However, not ones to be daunted by an air of bad intentions, Jen and I fought back, and here you find our results:
|Archie the Evil Duck on the Approach|
Haley: Here we witness Archie, the evil duck, as he approaches. Jen gives him a glare, but it does not appear to affect his swaggering waddle.
Jen: I was suspicious of Archie (if that is his real name) from the start. Currently working in a corporate environment, I am used to stares and gawks, but back in 2009, I was an innocent college graduate, thinking the world was void of stalker ducks and filled with rainbows, unicorns, and history teaching jobs. Oh, how Archie proved me very, very wrong.
|Archie the Evil Duck Fails at Nonchalance|
Jen: As I stared into his dark, beady eyes, I could see the hunger there. Steeling up my energy against such lecherous behavior, I attempted to rise above his lowbrow, ducky presence and continue on with my model-y duties. But, the cold-blooded glares exchanged merely foreshadowed what was to come.
|Archie the Evil Duck Returns|
Jen: Yeah, he's kind of a bastard.
|Archie the Evil Duck Gets Nervous|
Jen: Read: Haley made Jen approach the duck. However, I came to realize that such a method of attack might actually work, and I stalked back in such a way that instilled fear into every Muscovy duck in the downtown Huntsville area.
Besides, I happen to have graduated summa cum laude from Stalker University, having achieved the highest marks in Stalking 101.
|Archie the Evil Duck Flees|
Jen: It's true. After two years, no duck has dared approach me. I believe I'm on their Do Not Stalk list. Note Archie's craven stance as he flees my regal and awe-inspiring presence, shoulders slumped in defeat and submission. Actually, this technique does not apply solely to ducks; many a coworker have acted in the same way when I use this tactic to stave away creepiness. It's not just a tactic, but IT'S A WAY OF LIFE.
If you get anything out of this post other than a few chuckles, hopefully it is this: outtakes and bloopers can be a fun series of their own, even though they're probably not the spotlight-gorgeous shots that you'll feature in a portfolio. And, honestly? They can be among the most enjoyable pictures you take/model for.
See you guys Friday!