No, the compulsion to make dolls has not passed yet. Once I get on these tangents it usually takes awhile for me to get it all out of my system. What usually does it is buying all the equipment I'll need to go into mass production. Once I've spent all the money and cluttered up the studio with wedging tables, kilns, etc. etc. then it peters out and leaves me at peace.
Grace is made entirely out of Sculpy with bent kneed legs so she can sit on a shelf and watch what's going on in the room. She feels prettiest in a tutu although she hasn't done a tour jete in over 15 years. She may get some German glass or mica; I'm still working on her but ham that she is she insisted that she couldn't wait to meet you.
The paint makes so much difference, don't you think? She has red hair like my sister and father.
I formed her body around some wadded up paper towels secured by masking tape.
Here are her various body parts fresh out of the oven.
This took hours; glueing strips of paper around her torso. Meditative, quiet work.
I made heads out of paper clay and Crayola air dry clay that I am also experimenting with. I'll show you those in another post.
Here she is all put together.
The days glide past and I hardly know what day of the week it is. Next I want to make some religious figures similar to some I've seen in Mexico. I want to put them in nichos or shallow boxes. I have so many ideas. I am burning with inspiration.