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Category Archives: About artists.
Rainy days.
I am usually a very cheerful person. Not today. I shuffled round the supermarket like the third wet weekend in a row, which, to be fair, we have had. I didn’t look up at the sky wondering how much more … Continue reading
Cramming.
I’m having a few days off from miniatures and the next Miniatura, which will be the 100th. At the end of the five years of caring for my mother, after I had had the cancer surgery, I promised myself that, … Continue reading
How to be the most important person in a hall.
Three days to go to the 99th Miniatura. It is quite something for a dolls’ house show to be run by the same family for 99 shows. What usually happens with a show as successful as Miniatura is that it … Continue reading
Breeches.
Deep in the middle of doll dressing, I ponder, not just for the first time, how very difficult breeches are to make for a small doll. All my clothing patterns are my own, worked out from numerous trips to costume … Continue reading
Realistic.
I have been working some very late night shifts, dressing the ladies of Versailles. They are the ladies of the court prior to the French Revolution, when all was grace and elegance and nobody knew what was going to happen … Continue reading
Reprieve.
I am happy to say that the brain scan for the OH concluded that he was having a migraine and nothing worse showed up. I think he has got off lightly and I think it was a warning and have … Continue reading
A distraction.
If I say I am working flat out getting ready for Miniatura, for some reason there will be a distraction. Merely the act of mentioning how busy I am seems to invoke Loki the joker, who will toss his card … Continue reading
The secret of life.
No rubbish, our kid, you get the good stuff here. I would like to make clear that I am not writing about the meaning of life. That is something completely different, as explained by Monty Python. Neither is this the … Continue reading
Little folks.
The fact that I love all the dolls’ house scales is a fairly good indicator of my complete lack of financial acumen. Dolls are very labour intensive, that is if you want to make a proper porcelain doll that you … Continue reading
An evening off.
Yesterday the OH suggested we have an evening out watching a tribute band. I don’t normally go to watch bands. I went to see the Beatles in the early Sixties and knew immediately that no experience could improve on that. … Continue reading