This post is entirely inspired by
Christine Shanks' fantastic photographs of dolls (which, incidentally, I got to via
The Sketchbook Project, for which I have
Barbara to thank -- the wonderful maze of the Internet).
I don't want to abuse Christine's copyright by reproducing any of her photos here but they are really worth a look. Her photos are much much better than mine. I tried to get some of the soulfulness of her images into mine but it was really difficult.
Still, I enjoyed going round the house looking for strange little people.
I usually think of this trio as a family, although it's obvious that the child comes from an entirely different gene pool that did not suffer from anemia.
I think this Mexican dolly has just committed a crime, probably baby-snatching.
Miss Julia Locket is serene and her gaze suggests she knows what the future holds.
This chap is shocked at everything he sees going on in the world.
"Oy! Shtop dat!"
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| Farewell, farewell... |
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| So long, lady... |
I hope you're not freaked out by heads. There are a lot of heads in our house (future post, no doubt), including this one. I feel a particular affinity with her as she reminds me of myself as a child. See what you think:
