Franz Kline had 15 ducks. He fed them light & shadow for snack. One loved red wine, another smoked crack. One was a swine, one was called Jacque. They went everyday walking in the park, under a pine tree they started to quack. Loud, loud because they don't give a fuck!
Franz Kline trusted his luck, he was very happy surrounded by his ducks. They were all nice, just one was schmuck. "Better than a mice!", Franz thought, even if he knew it did really suck, when looking at that bird covered in muck. But Franz was struck by the love of the ducks.
While I was training an Artificial Intelligence model (Playform) on a set of paintings by Franz Kline, all of a sudden from nowhere those ducks appeared as a surprise. Machine inspired me this legend.
