Duck Beater

it’s a green screen, a.j., so i can load backgrounds, i just haven’t shot any yet. and i think i am getting scrawny, especially compared to the many fine gentlemen of considerable plumpness i saw, today, who wandered through the tents of the art fair happening on the hill above the lake. they must all be of a certain affluence, a common milieu, that boasts of corpulence and gold, and because they thought it was nothing to wear ringlets of fine silver back hair, and to wear their breasts low and full, and to chomp on unlit cigars. i felt meager. i am going to shoot some video of ducks, and have their unnatural scale fill in the background.