Thursday, June 28, 2012

Reacquainting Myself With An Old Friend

As Summer has now blown in with a gentle breeze and my children have flown off in different directions like the seeds of a dandelion delicately drifting towards their destinations I have found myself wanting to rekindle lost friendships and reacquaint myself with me.

I want to find myself again now that my permanent job as keeper of dreams, nurse of scraped knees, doctor of tummy aches, cook, storyteller, money tree, & chauffeur to all places big and small has taken a back seat.  I sometimes feel like I spent my whole life so wrapped up in being a mother that suddenly being laid off from some of those  jobs has left me what? 
My children will always need me, this much I know, but now is a time for reinvention.  I recently called a good friend of mine who I had lost touch with.  It was like no time had gone by.  We were talking at a bubbling speed trying to catch up on all of the years.  She reminded me of a doll that I made for her daughter way back when I first started in the business.  She told me she had put it away all of these years for fear that her daughter would get rid of it in her teen years.  I haven't seen it , but it made me really look back and see how my passion for dolls started and how much my work has transformed thoughout the years. 
I remember just sort of throwing myself into dollmaking after seeing the most beautiful miniature doll I had ever seen in a miniatures shop.  I was spell bound, as I held her tiny form in my hand. I had to make my own doll. This was over 23 years ago.
Do you remember when you love of dolls first hit you?  When you felt you just had to make dolls?  What was you passion?  Please leave your comments.

Big Hugs,

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  1. Your doll is fabulous.
    Bye Faby

  2. I remember me the huge love for one particular doll in my childhood, but.............she was taken away from me, when I grew older :(. I got her for my fourth b-day and I still miss her. When my daughter was born (25 years ago) I had no doll of my childhood to show her. 20 years ago I saw the first miniature dolls and fell in love with them. I made some dolls in miniature myself, but yours are so amazing realistic, I never can make dolls like yours.
    Greetings, Ilona

  3. Gina, my mother gave away my dolls when she decided I had 'outgrown' them. One of them was the most beautiful French walking doll. Not cuddly but soooo elegant and beautiful. I saw miniature dolls by Aussie artisans at my first mini Fair in Sydney in 2000 and finally bought some, as well as some undressed ones. I am only now getting the courage to think of dressing them and attempting wigging too. I will start with simple clothing, and hope I'll build my skills. Meanwhile you are such an inspiration though I doubt I'll ever achieve your standard - I am a real bumblefingers. Hugs, Sandie gsolfot