Showing posts with label doll. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doll. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Amoreena

~Lately I've been thinking how much I miss my lady
Amoreena's in the cornfield brightening the daybreak~ 

This one is a very special cloth-and-clay doll that came together in a very surprising way. I had a sudden opportunity to participate in a couple of doll events that will coincide with the NIADA conference coming up in Portland this July, but have not been making many dolls lately. I had started this one several years ago, but only had sewn and stuffed the basic body and applied the clay, then added the striped legs. I wasn't sure where it was going and lost my momentum… so sadly, her lifeless form was laying in a box for years. With little time till deadline, and wanting to bring something new to show, I picked her up again and made some quick decisions. Soon, she was guiding me and telling me what to use next.
First came the skirt, a vintage hankie once owned by my mother-in-law. It looked great with the black-and-white striped legs. Pulling the colors from that floral print, I used chartreuse sari silk and used one of my favorite techniques to wrap her upper arms and sash the upper bodice. Then I found a delicious piece of deep pink velvet ribbon attached to a large lace collar in my vintage fabrics box and clipped it free. As I worked on clipping those threads, I realized this very old velvet ribbon was also silk. Most scrumptious! It was delicate and worn in places, but I wrapped it snugly and used tiny hand stitches to hold it in place.

As I started work on this doll, the "event" I was getting her ready for, a "Tea Party" hosted by local doll artists for attendees of the NIADA conference, spawned a "pop-up" doll show which will be held for two short weeks at Guardino Gallery. Labels needed to be printed, so this piece needed a name. Playing in the background while I worked was one of my old Elton John albums, Tumbleweed Connection… specifically, a song called Amoreena. And with that, she had her name.

~Living like a lusty flower, running through the grass for hours,
rolling through the hay like a puppy child~



She told me she absolutely had to have red ballet slippers… so I painted first with black gesso, then deep crimson acrylic paint

~I can see you sitting eating apples in the evening,
the fruit juice flowing slowly, slowly, slowly d
own the bronze of your body~

She's got a black tulle petticoat to keep that skirt fluffed out, and a little touch of striped ribbon as a waist sash. The last little shiny bit is a vintage pink rhinestone button. But her crowning glory is that hair. LOVE the Tibetan lamb's curly locks. It was my first time using it, but it was a dream to work with and looks exactly perfect.






~And she dreams of crystal streams,
of days gone by when we would lean
laughing fit to burst upon each other~


(Lyrics between the ~ marks~ from the song, Amoreena, by Elton John and Bernie Taupin)

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Roger

Oh, Roger. Who... are you?
Behind blue eyes.






This is a crazy quickie doll I made for my adored sister. She's been a Who fan, and a Roger Daltrey-o-phile since the age of 11, when I took her to see the movie, Tommy in 1975. That's all it took. She attended her first of many live Who shows not long after that, and adorned her bedroom walls with posters of Roger. (She might still, if she could get away with it.)

On my last birthday, she surprised me with tickets to Fleetwood Mac… one of my all-time favorite bands. So how could I possibly match that? Only if The Who went on tour, which they thankfully decided to do, just for me! So, her birthday gift this time around was a ticket to their 2015 tour… "The Who Hits 50!", next September.  Since we have to wait ten months till the actual concert, I had to do something else extra special. And so I presented her with Roger.

Full-tilt hippie 1970's Roger in full fringe.


The jacket. Challenging but FUN to make.

Romney wool ringlets dyed with some blonde Nice 'n Easy.

Felt hippie moccasin boots. I want a pair.

He never wore a shirt. Did he?

Research… research. *sigh*

My generation, baby...




Has Daltrey ever been made into a Doll-trey? I'm sure he has. But this one is still one-of-a-kind.

Monday, July 7, 2014

China Doll

Poor little China Doll…. she was looking sad and forlorn for a while.
She sat alone in the garden for hours. Inconsolably sad.
I asked her what was wrong… and other than being upset that she missed the Cyndi Lauper concert, she finally admitted she was just lonely. "You never have time for me", she sniffed… "You just dress me up, paint my cheeks, knot my hair ribbons and leave me alone." Poor little party girl!
I could see it in her eyes. It was time for her to take a trip. As soon as I told her about my idea, her toes began to wiggle. She could barely contain her urge to dance!
I helped her pack her bags and paid her passage for an exotic adventure… to beautiful Ohio. 
"Do I look okay?" she asked excitedly... "What are they wearing these days in Ohio?" I assured her she'd fit right in, and helped her with her luggage tags.
Then I noticed… she was finally smiling! Beaming and bright.
She's now rooming with a dear friend of mine who will keep her entertained with stories of her world travels and exciting adventures. 
I'll miss you little China Doll. Your quirky ways made me smile for a little while.

{Our dear girl is a stuffed cloth folk art doll… and sports a vintage plastic bow button, vintage ribbon, rickrack and lace.}

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

La Dama Catrina

Finished... and appearing soon at Guardino Gallery in Portland, Oregon!
Wood, wire, paper clay and acrylic paint... dressed in cloth, vintage lace, silk sari ribbon... decorated with silk flowers, copper and aluminum shiny bits. The ribbons in her skirt are hand stamped with various phrases and words relevant to the Day of the Dead... some are inspired by Mexican loteria cards.  16" tall.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Voodoo Dada

A little Father's Day voodoo is in order! A few of my "voodoo aliens" have been gifted to some of the awesome men I know, because you just can't give a *pretty* or girly doll to a guy. This one was made for my own extra-special Dad...
 The body is made of an old wool Navy blanket and the right eye is a button off my dad's own Navy uniform from the late 1940's. I've been carrying that button around for years. Some other details and charms are specific to some of my dad's skills, accomplishments and interests. He used to have his pilot's license and owned a small plane, hence the propeller up top. There are also some bits of fishing tackle, gears and skeleton keys... just random generally "manly" trinkets. A vintage clock hand makes a great necktie.
Dad has always been a musician, so I added a guitar pick and musical notes. He was a swimming instructor/coach for many years... and later, a driver training instructor.

The car and swimmer pins are Webelos pins. The wheelbarrow Monopoly token, made into a charm, represents Dad's love of gardening.

Clipped from one of his sister's old report cards, the family last name was signed in pencil, by his mother. He likes to feed and watch hummingbirds, so I added a coin charm with that image.

No one under 35 knew what this thing was! If you don't know, ask your grandma..;-]

Old spoon handle (left leg) was dug from the ground on the property where my dad has lived since he was 6-yrs-old.


Saturday, May 25, 2013

A little less stress... a little more inspiration.

Really wanted to work on a doll today, so spread out my drop cloth and got out the gesso to prep for a layer of paper clay on this partially finished papier mache' piece...

But then I just froze up. Think I've seriously lost my creative mojo, people. Life has been ultra weird lately and the stress level is high all around me. So, I left the doll laying cold on the slab and decided instead to spend the rest of the day looking EvErYwHeRe for some spark of inspiration.

Color does it every time. Is there anything better than this bright chartreuse next to the deep purple-y blue of the pansies?

Woody... omnipresent, but aging considerably of late.
I love you, Kenilworth Ivy. I love how you pop up everywhere and that you will never leave me, no matter what I do.



Ceramic acorns from Holland.
Back inside... I turned to (what else?) chocolate...
And then... even asked for a little help from Kitchen Jesus. The window sash he stands on came from an English church.

Supplies? Unfinished projects? Things that normally get my juices flowing?


Vintage things? Patterns and images that I love?

Oddities and funky things that inhabit my studio shelves?


Temporarily distracted again by deliciousness (well, and color)... 
AND... back full-circle, to the original project I was trying to force upon myself.

Her torso speaks volumes. I'll cover her in gesso another day.