I’ve spent most of the afternoon in my creative nest doing lots of little things including prepping more dolls. My head is all over the place and for once it was a struggle to get myself going creatively as well as in general.
One thing I have noticed though is that the dolls are starting to look a little scared, I think word has got out what’s in store for them
The main inspiration behind these,apart from an obsession I have about defacing childhood, came from thinking about those who may survive the apocalypse and mainly how a child who has been through all if that either in person of through family tails may scrape together what we consider a normal childhood. How would they create a fantasy world to escape to and what toys would they have? I imagine groups of children or even parents rummaging through the ruins of a previously unknown world collecting things and creating their own toys out of what they can find. No one knows the horrors they will of seen so don’t see things as we do now. Grasping as frilly and girly with a mix of issues making the most out of a new make do and mend culture with health and safety thrown out of the window as the world disappears into a time of darkness and despair.
It very much links into how I make them , using things that I find, tapping into my imagination of what I may create if I was either a child or a parent of that future time.