What's Buried???

As I am still buried under the snow of Winter here it is hard to be motivated.  I have several things going on - like Goodie4U is heading off to the kiln for her final firing into bisque, but she still isn't talking to me yet.  ​I am sculpting my Caroler for the International Art Doll Registry (IADR) Christmas Event coming up later in the year but she keeps eluding me too as she tries to find her balance.  Then there is also all the changes happening in the Realm of Wymsy.

With Hungry (oops - I mean Drai'ochtluan or 'Dree' to his friends) going through his metamorphosis and some of the Fae off to another dimension, there is all that chaos as well where no one is saying much yet.  

Then add to that I knew I needed a new Dragon since Dree (the new Moon Dragon) is hard to talk about until we know more about how he has changed and if I can't see him myself *lol*  then it is difficult as to what he looks like?  So yes, I started a new needlefelting character but again, he isn't ready to totally reveal himself either.  So that just leaves me *lol*.

It has been a while since I have popped in here to talk about myself and my journey, and with so many wonderful new followers I thought it might be the time to reintroduce myself.  

If you have read my bio you then know that my dollmaking adventures started because of my mother.  It was a way to stay connected with her and celebrate the magic she brought into my life as she passed away into a new dimension herself.  Though never realizing how the "curse" she placed on me by saying "Never buy what you can make yourself" would affect my journey *lol*.   That is how I got into making my first doll instead of just buying mass-produced dolls.  The special elements I can do by making my own - like one of my dolls having the hair of my four sons on it (for who saves more than a small clipping of hair - *smiling*).  Dollmaking is a way to bridge the gap of showing off the elements of history that I have acquired over the years and then displaying them in a way I can enjoy looking at them all year long.

Remember the blog where I shared about turning my mother's wedding dress into two outfits to dress a doll? One I shared with my niece and the other for a heirloom to pass to one of my granddaughters.  Just another way  dolls share their loving energy with us as they nurture and can be nurtured.

Even as I write this blog remembering some of my past challenges that I have overcome with my dolls, I look forward to the new challenges they will bring to me.  It is almost like the expectation of Spring.   

​I don't know what will pop up as I never remember what I planted in the garden in the first place *lol*.  But it is exciting to see what manifests by Summer's end.  So yes, right now the energy is sleeping in a few more weeks and then Spring will burst forth in all her glory... if you call all the browns and greys until she shows up in all of her glory *smiling*.

Mold by Boots Tyler

As I finish this blog, I also am thankful for all the wonderful friends and followers who have elected to join me on my adventures with my dolls.  I would have never met them or have this opportunity if the dolls hadn't come into my life.  So, not being a doll person but a frustrated portrait artist (trust me - that is one type of dollmaker),  I am glad I "listened" to my mother and opened that window of opportunity by making my first doll.