I went to another doll show, and found some amazing things, including the 20th c. F.G. Fashion, and an Emma Clear, The Gibson Girl, a Kathy Hansen baby boy, some lovely bisque dolls, a china head, glazed with blue flowers and boots decorated with bisque flowers, and these add to my finds of last week, and a couple surprises at The Salvation Army, including a Wendy Lawton Little Woman, JO, I think.
I am a sucker for a doll that needs help, and I always have a wreck or two in need. Woodsy Owl, flood ravaged, is my worst. I am rebuilding him an appliqued felt body, a la a model on Etsy that I admired. Dolls don't belong in landfills, should not be destroyed, abused, vandalized for parts, tossed in garbage, simply because, they are made in our image, and thus, someone loved them. Someone appreciated them, and they were a personal talisman, if not once a loved and important ritual object, representative of something greater. No other human artifact can claim this,though portraits, photographs of people, figurines, and other statutes share the idea. They shouldn't go in landfills, either.
Just a few thoughts on a late, lonely night. It also helps us to reclaim and to restore. It helps us to appreciate the creations of others, and to know that a little bit of their sould is in the doll they lovingly made or owned. If only they could tell their own stories. Good night, and Happy Thanksgiving from The Museum.
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