…not even a ducklings flipper feet, but I do like birds in general.
I have no idea where the thing I have about bird feet making me feel uncomfortable came from. I can't recall any childhood drama, etc.
I have a few small carved wood birds (because big carved birds kinda creep me out, too) wherein the feet are non-existent or presented in a more abstract pleasing (to me) way. So I pretty much keep my eye open for sweet and interesting carved birds with no feet.
A while ago I came across this bird on eBay:
"…an antique folk art bird sculpture, a painted wooden bird mounted on metal legs on a wood base, overall height is 6", 7" long, 6" wide. Great patina to the paint and wood, one eye is missing, and the beak is chipped. The wood shows great age, a lot of character to this piece."
I liked the small, old, and abused looking bird that had legs, but no feet. I made an offer and the bird became mine.
Once the bird arrived I put her in temporary spot and would often come back to look upon her.
I really, really liked this bird.
And then I realized why! I've seen this bird all my life! She looks very much like the Eames house bird.
See the resemblance?
That Eames replica is too dear for me at $210. I did find this lovely homage for $50 plus overseas shipping. Still too steep for my wallet, but I do like the Tom's rendition. He may have been inspired by the Eames, but he certainly made her is own.
And for all I don't know, the creator of my bird could have made her just this year and beat the crap out of her before offering her for sale on eBay.
So what. I still would have bought her.