Years and years ago, I had a dream that I was in a diner in the middle of nowhere. The woman who ran the place served steaming bowls of primordial soup, which she got directly from a hole in her kitchen where the primordial soup of creation hadn't yet hardened. The soup was known for its rejuvenative qualities. This dream has stuck with me all these years. This blog is my attempt to follow the path that leads me to Flora's Pond, to find what feeds my body and soul. I hope you enjoy it.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Stacie Made Me Do It
It all started with Stacie wanting to come over and have a craft day at my house. I had no idea what I would work on. I had a couple projects in the works, but nothing had really taken off. I haven't made a doll in years, yet, when we sat down to work, that's what I started with! I made the face first, just playing with the features and seeing what would happen. I had thought to make a monster because I had a big styrofoam ball to make the body with. Somehow, it took on cat-like features, having to do with something Stacie was saying. Then hands and toes that needed claws. The feet will have spats, I know that much! Like fingerless gloves, only on the feet. I usually do a wire armature, then pad it our with newspaper, then instant paper mache and sometimes batting. This time, I'm using a styrofoam ball for the body, but know the position of the body needs to be stable, or it will fall over. It has a tail, but I don't want to rely on it for stability. So here it goes! Let's see where this takes me! I found out how much I miss this kind of work. It's like storytelling and sculpture and costuming all in one. I never had a lot of success selling my work, but don't want to use that as an excuse not to do it, anymore!
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